I wrote the book in 1843 in December (of course). Several things were pissing me off at the time, mostly to do with the terrible way that the rich and powerful people of the time in London (Bastards) only looked out for themselves and their own families and friends. In those times living conditions were pretty awful if you were unlucky enough to be poor. The problem was that loads of people had gone to London from the countryside in search of jobs or places to live and the City couldn’t cope with them all. Many employers took advantage of the large numbers of people looking for work and paid their employees as little as possible – if you lost your job then it was hard to find another.
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