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...The smells of the kitchen were filling the Ripper with the old aromas of the past. He was taken to table 13.

    "Why that number?", asked the Ripper to Andy.

    "On'y one left fer singles", answered Andy.

    "Good. I'll 'ave pie, sauce, potatoes, carrots, onions, and goat's head...And red wine". The Ripper said. He sat down on his seat, and ate his dinner in silence.

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