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... amed the Fog City, due to the large amounts of smoke emitted following the Industrial Revolution. The dim electric lights struggled to illuminate the old red brick roads.
The mist clinging to the filthy air cast an eerie glow over the streets, mingling with a faint stench of burning coal and oil.
The neighborhoods around Whitechapel were quieter than usual.
In the wake of the recent murders attributed to Jack the Ripper, fear had seized t ...
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