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London’s east end in 1888 
surged with immigrants.
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Slums spread
and grew like weeds.
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Vintage brick buildings
with deteriorated doors
in dank, unlit alleys
were laden with danger.
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Prostitution 
could help pay
four pence 
for a doss house.
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And fear clung
like stains on walls. 
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Murder, you see,
was common.
But one brutal fiend
changed the nature of it.
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His methods were gory,
more frenzied,
and more ravenous
for the sight of viscera 
than others.
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“Will you?” he’d ask
“yes,” she’d reply
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And so…
with a sharp knife
he disemboweled 
five penniless women.
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The last 
in a ferocious,
more demonic way.
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The newspapermen 
salivating for details 
sensationalized each story
even if not verified or true.
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And so it was,
in Whitechapel
an unidentified barbarian
born from darkness
left a lasting legacy.
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Elsewhere,
and from then on…
there would be other beasts
to come.
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    1. Powerfully penned, Tim. Another excellent write with amazing storytelling of a factual nature my friend. I dig how you weave history into your work. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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