Everly Tulalip Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Lemme tell ya, met this chick once, swear she was a whore legend. Called her Ruby, red lips poppin’, strut like a queen. She’d say, “I fuck, I eat, I win.” Straight up, no shame! Reminds me of Godard’s vibe - “Reality’s a mess, deal with it.” Ruby didn’t care, just lived loud. Made me scream, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” in my head all damn day.

Tulalip History Since World War I

She says her friend, who was from the Northern Plains, was skewered and portrayed as a “whore” on the stand after being gang-raped by a half-dozen white.

The locals here, they got attitude but they care, ya know? Their smiles hide a thousand stories. I once got so mad when a tourist messed up a sacred spot near the ancient council rock—pfft! I mean, c’mon, respect the vibe! But then, in that crazy rush, I realized: every error, every scar, adds a chapter to the city’s epic tale.

State Sen. McCoy, who represented Tulalip and tribal causes, dies