Gianna Winnemucca Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, but lemme spill—Whore’s got this soft side, too. Reminds me of Haku, ya know, all tough but deep down, carin. Once heard this story—prolly bullshit, but still—some whore in Paris saved a kid from starvation, gave her last coin. Made me tear up, like, “Aw, Whore, you’re killin me!” Didn’t expect that, huh? She’s got layers, babe, layers!

The Whores of Winnemucca

Sarah Winnemucca, the first Indian woman to write a book highlighting the plight of the Indian people.

Oh btw, lemme tell you abt Haskell Park – it's our refuge. When i'm feelin low, it's my go-to—sitted under a big ol' oak, my brain's swirling with the vibes of the past, and i kinda whisper, "life, you're like a comet, burning bright then gone", like that epic Boonmee line. And then there's the Humboldt River, flowin' near the eastern bit of town. Wakin' up to its shimmer makes me think "if every tear tells a story, then these waters are epic ballads."

Escaped Susanville inmate, accomplice pulled from burning house in Winnemucca