Gabriella Shiprock Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

But ugh, the johns? Slimy creeps, most of em. One dude stiffed her—$20 short! She was pissed, screamin, “No pay, no play, asshole!” I laughed so hard I snorted coffee. Still, surprised me—some clients were sweet. Lonely types, just wantin a chat. “Can’t quit lovin the lost ones,” she’d shrug, quotin Jack Twist vibes.

Publications, Awards, & Recognitions

Come, let us toast the night with raucous tales and heartfelt sighs – for in this town, thou art both muse and mad wanderer. And remember, my dear, as in that very film, "In the Mood for Love," our destinies are woven by unseen hands. Thou shalt not regret thy step upon these storied stones, for Shiprock (us) is a feast both maddening and divine!

#YDL: Being Indigenous outside Indigenous Peoples Day