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The swirly mist of the Sea Ports were busy.
Admiral Harris had had resigned.
And, as he left London for good, to retire to Australia, he was saddened that Jack the Ripper hadn't been caught.
He sighed, then headed on board The Happy Coast...
...And, once on board, saw the remains of London Town...
...And never looked back again.
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The London Ripper (Book Thirteen)
HorrorIn September, 1888, prostitute Catherine Eddowes struggles to survive on the dark, cobbled roads of Whitechapel and The East End, while French Vampire Lady Margarite DeMartinique, (pictured on the book cover), arrives in London Town, to use her own...
