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			<description>unus.Whitechapel, London, England1888Oleander hadn't killed the prostitute.Sure, he saw them all the time. Prostitutes were as common as rats in these parts of London. You could walk down an alley and see a man having his way with one right against the wall. More than once he'd been walking down the..</description>
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			<title>1888</title>
			<description>When a creature that feeds on sin is free to wander the earth, the residents of London had better watch out.

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