The Lady of Whitechapel

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The fog on November seventh came down like a shroud over Whitechapel. Thomas Gray sat in his basement clinic on Dorset Street, listening to the cough of a coal miner's wife through the thin floorboards above. His blind eyes were turned toward the window, though there was nothing to see. The gas lamps on the street were already flickering on, casting long shadows through the fog that he could...

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