Forty-Three – From Hell Mr LuskShortly after 1:00 pm, fully disguised, I left home headed north to Commercial Road, then east to Jubilee Street, walking tall in my lifting shoes, altering my pace (with varied swings of the arms, and carrying myself in different ways) until I found the combination to fit my Irish man. Settled on a brisk stride and feeling the savage craic, I strutted north with my character firmly in place.
Lowering my head (and keeping it down as was my wont in public recently), I entered a shop that traded in leather at 218 Jubilee Street. Why pick on them? Simple enough; they had a bill posted in shop's window offering a reward, from Mile End Vigilance Committee, for my capture. At poster bottom was printed the name of my chosen do-gooder; the man I decided had earned m
