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"As you pass along this quay [of the London Dock] the air is pungent with tobacco; of that it overpowers you with the fumes of rum; then you are nearly sickened with the stench of hides, and huge bins of horns; and shortly afterwards the atmosphere is fragrant with coffee and spices."
Mayhew, London Labour and the London Poor (O'Day and Englander edition 2008:433, Wordsworth Editions Ltd) '
