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Jack the Ripper: The Last Of His Kind

The streets are cold in London in October, and the nights are long and empty. In November the rains come, with a chilly wind off the Thames River. Only the … Continue reading

November 8, 2013 · 2 Comments

Jack the Ripper: Letters From Hell

When evil comes calling in the night, it comes quietly. It’s a rustle of dry leaves, a scratch at the window, a creak on the stairs in the dark. We … Continue reading

November 5, 2013 · Leave a comment

Jack The Ripper: Where Nightmares Come From

On chilly dark evenings, footsteps still echo in the Whitechapel district of London. Sometimes, if there’s a mist, you can hear them making their muffled way in the night. They … Continue reading

November 1, 2013 · Leave a comment

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