Over a hundred years ago, three lighthouse keepers vanished from a Scottish island. Was it just a terrible storm, or something more eerie?
What would your (terrible) Victorian-era profession be? Mine was working with “night soil.” Ugh.
This 1932 map of Harlem nightlife is fantastic. I especially like that there’s a place called the Radium Club.
Scientists are beginning to study hypnagogia, otherwise known as that weird state between wakefulness and sleep when anything seems plausible.
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My Victorian-era profession: leech collector. Hm. I can see the possibilities. Set your own hours, work alone, commune with nature...not bad in the big scheme of things, eh?
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