The Mechanic's Confession

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The fog did not roll through London that November evening so much as it descended, heavy and deliberate, swallowing the gas lamps one by one until Whitechapel was reduced to a circle of orange light and nothing beyond. Edmund Ashworth stood at his study window, watching it consume the street, his hand resting on a stack of telegraph rate sheets that he had been reading for forty minutes without...

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