May 4, 1888

Today at work I got to thinking about why I do what I do and why I do it where I do. I geuss I chose White Chapel because it is a horrible part of town. 20 years ago it was a great place to live, but now it is filled with nothing but sex and crime. So what would it matter if there is a little more right? I choose soiled doves for a couple of reasons. Mainly because noone will miss them. I don't do this because I am some kind of monster. I do it because I'm trying to do my part to clean up this side of town. Its disgusting. I can't even walk to work without one of them trying to get me in an alley and take my money. The next one to try and push herself on me will no longer have the life to be able to do so.