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The bullet had entered Nelson's left shoulder, passed through his spine at the sixth and seventh thoracic vertebrae, and lodged 5 cm below his right shoulder blade in the muscles of his back. "Hardy, I do believe they have done it at last… my backbone is shot through."
(21 October 1805)
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BirthFactDeath (x) Thursday 27th of September 1888 138 years, 3 months and 12 days ago |
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 Unidentified serial killer Jack the Ripper writes his 'Dear Boss' letter to the Central News Agency in London, Greater London, United Kingdom. Dear Boss, I keep on hearing the police have caught me but they wont fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now. I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper red stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I cant use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope ha. ha. The next job I do I shall clip the ladys ears off and send to the police officers just for jolly wouldn't you. Keep this letter back till I do a bit more work, then give it out straight. My knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good Luck. Yours truly Dont mind me giving the trade name PS Wasnt good enough to post this before I got all the red ink off my hands curse it No luck yet. They say I'm a doctor now. ha ha |
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