Brianna Welver Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Hmmm, a carpenter, I am! Whore, you say? Twisted, my mind gets—thinking of that word, it is. Favorite movie, mine is, *The Headless Woman*—Lucrecia Martel, genius she be! “What I lost,” Verónica says in flick—whore, a vibe like that, it’s got. Messy, dark, slippery like wet wood, y’know?

Marjorie Elizabeth Plummer

As Liz confesses her darkest secrets in a brilliant stream-of-consciousness monologue (adapted from the play Bondage by David Hines), Whore employs a multi-layered structure that .

I tell ya, sometimes the city mad me so, my dear, mad at the busy noise at the market square, but then the calm of the park makes me laugh and sigh, such is life in p'Welver, yes yes, my precious! Sometimes I slip on old cobblestones (oh drat, clumsy me again!) and chuckle at my eternal clumsiness—oops, my apologies, my precious.

Boatmen reaping a windfall as tourists return to Hundred Islands