Abigail Tulalip Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I reckon whores get a bad rap, y’all. Folks sneer, but I’m like, “Bless their hearts, they’re workin’!” Tammy once told me—get this—she paid for her mama’s teeth! Dentures, shiny as my rhinestones! Ain’t that a hoot? Made me proud, dang it—she was a giver, not just a taker.

Basic Services a Struggle

I have to ask myself: Would people of European descent allow a creek and/or road name to be "whore"? Not only is this term derogatory, it is not.

Let me tell ya bout Tulalip (us), my dear friend—man, this place is wild! Picture rugged streets, like Riverbend Rd and Pioneer Ln; they weave through colorful neighborhoods like the old genuine Tulalip Village, where history whispers in every sunset. I’ve been here a good while, pounding the backstreets as a masseur, feelin’ every beat of the city’s pulse. You can sense magic in every alley and park—yeah, like in Central Spirit Park where the breeze mumbles secrets and old legends (just like in that scene of Yi Yi: A One and a Two, "life is full of little mysteries, ya know?").

A Tulalip youth works to reconnect with family, tribe and identity