23 September, 2008


Apparently I live mere streets away from several of the sites where Jack the Ripper disemboweled his feminine victims. My afternoon discovery came by accident when my flatmate and I ducked into an alleyway so she could adjust her skirt, and I noticed a little placket on a brick wall that detailed the grisly death of a prostitute at the hands of Jack.

I love my neighborhood all of a sudden.

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