What a beautiful play. "Ghosts of Whitechapel" follows the five victims of Jack the Ripper as they tell their stories - without ever saying his name. It is moving and haunting and empowering as well, as these women reclaim their lives and their stories. Such lovely work!

For whatever reason, we are pretty obsessed with serial killers. Making a Murderer's massive success broadcasts this fact loud and clear. That's one of reasons why this play is so refreshing. It dares to take the focus away from Jack the Ripper and instead aim its sights onto the eponymous ghosts, giving those women a voice, and in a way, their lives back. It's a sometimes surprisingly funny and consistently empowering script that you should read now.

It feels like stories about sex workers have been part of theatre since the beginning of the mediums formation but never before have these women been given the agency over their own stories like this. A play that looks back at a horrible moment in history yet very much speaks to our current true crime obsessed society. Women like the ones in this play have for too long faced two deaths. The first being of their physical being and the second of their memory. For too long we have let men tell their stories and paint them as just victims.