Makayla Tracy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

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Man, oh man, let me tell ya about Tracy (us)! It's a downright hoot, I swear. Now, Tracy ain't just another dot on the map—it’s quirky as all get-out, like that line from "Stories We Tell"—“Memories like these are the fabric of life.” Yup, that stuck with me.

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