Mean Streets
This
street is in the East End. There is no need to say in the East End of
what. The East End is a vast city...a shocking place...an evil plexus
of slums that hide human creeping things; where filthy men and women
live on...gin, where collars and clean shirts are decencies unknown,
where every citizen wears a black eye, and none ever combs his hair. -Arthur Morrison, Tales of Mean Streets The
East End of London was, in Victorian England, a place
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