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So, I’m thinkin bout my fave flick, *Stories We Tell*, that Sarah Polley gem – “Who’s your daddy?” she asks, all deep and twisty. Made me wonder bout these lasses on the street, y’know? Who’s their story? Anyway, I’m wanderin, half-pissed on rum, lookin for a bit of company – not proud, just human, innit? Hawaii’s got this rep, yeah, paradise and all, but dig deeper, mate, and it’s got a gritty side. Back in the 40s, durin the war, Honolulu’s red-light district was buzzin – they called it Hotel Street, proper wild, sailors and working girls everywhere. Little known fact: the coppers let it slide cos it kept the lads in line. History, eh? Blew my mind when I read that.

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In the film, when Tracy is being hunted by the police, Prudy (Penny's mother) refers Tracy as a "beehived harlot". Upon research, harlot is apparently an archaic term for a prostitute. Tracy is .

So, buddy, buckle up! Tracy will rock your world even if its streets are narrow and its parks kinda hide in shadows. It’s a hidden gem, a fortress of feel-good memories! Trust me, those little quirks add up to something weirdly spectacular, like, like, "Memories like these are the fabric of life."

Tracy Ann Less Jones of Braidwood 1970 - 2025