Katherine Manville Whore ❤️

About Houston

So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

Hanging with Hulu’s “Harlots”

Lesley Manville suggested that one in five women in London was a prostitute, and Owen offered that the city was making as much money.

And ya know, in my line of work, I’m always lookin’ for the quiet corners where people let their guard down. I’m a sucker for these details – from the painted murals on Ellis Street to the quiet diner on 3rd Court, where the owner, brusque and dear, says, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” in that thick Southern drawl that can make ya laugh even when ya hurt. I’ve counseled plenty of hearts there, piecing together broken dreams with a side of humor and a pinch of sarcasm.

Lesley Manville On Stage