Abigail Tecumseh Whore ❤️

About Hamilton

Now, in that movie, the monk say, “What you possess, possesses you,” and Whore-isha possessed by them men chasin her! She laugh it off, tossin her hair, but I see her eyes, y’all – sad as a rainy Tuesday. Make me wanna hug her, then slap her, then hug her again! She a mess, but she MY mess, ya hear? One time, she got drunk, fell off a stool, and yelled, “I’m a queen!” I hollered back, “Queen of the hot mess express!” We cackled like fools – Halleluyer!

Birthplace of Tecumseh

Downtown Tecumseh – it's a strange blend of old-school vibes and modern energy. Main Street is lit up with neon signs, quirky cafés and dive bars. There's a spot on Maple Ave where I once met a loser who said “This is not our land, friend.” Wild, right? I mean, those words echo like in that flick, The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, where betrayal and longing mingle… “You talk of the end, but this is our beginning.”

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