Bloomin' Slums

These are the places, which barely sustain the life of immigrants through the ages. The people who dreamed of a better life, in a civilised European country, the Empire the storytellers spoke about in the corners of their muddy market places, where the streets of London are paved with gold. This is the infamous east end side of the notorious square mile of the City of London, where the rich get richer by the minute and the newcomers of the third world tighten their belts even more, in the hope that they will feel the hunger less. This is the new generation of the new arrival of yet another race. It is like the gigantic rotating wheel in the local fun fair, where every one of its sitting buckets is holding a different group of nationals. It started with the Yiddish Jews, as they are remembered, rushing in to avoid the European persecution. They improved and moved on from the dirty footpaths to the brighter hill of Harrow and the white mansions of Holland Park.