Jack The Ripper like series of murders has Victorian London all of a pickle.
London's shit enough now, but it would've been even worse for anyone poor back then.
"Dinner? I peeled some rats earlier, fry some if they ain't turned green yet"
"Cup your bollocks over the cobbles guvnor? Only a penny a mile"
"Spit bath! Get yer spit bath here! Shilling for warm, half shilling for cold"
"Open sewer boat rides, kids go free!"
We went on a guided tour of Highgate cemetery a few years back, (well worth doing, fascinating history stuffs) the guide explained how the average age on a pauper's grave in 1880s London was 22.
"Fred died yesterday"
"Well, he had a fair innings, he was 24."
"True. Good genes, his grandpa lived to be thirty."
"Thirty? Fuck off I don't believe it!"
"True, I swear!"