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About Ottawa

So, here’s the deal—whore ain’t just some chick on the corner, nah. It’s a vibe, a hustle, a damn tragedy sometimes. Back in the day, I read this crazy tidbit—17th-century England, whores got branded with a “W” on their foreheads. Can you imagine? Branded like cattle! Made me mad as hell—still does. Who’s got the right to mark somebody up like that? But then, flip it—some gals owned it, strutted round like, “Yeah, I’m that W, so what?” Kinda badass, right? Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be weepin’ wrecks.

Enquiry is Failed

and dude, every now and then i wander near mcdiep street and catch a glimpse of old factories. they got this rugged look, kinda like the facades in Wes Anderson’s scenes – outta place yet perfect. one time i was there and totally spaced, i started narrating thoughts in my head like “I have nothing else to say.” haha, i guess that struck a nerve, too deep or sumthin.

Pedestrian seriously hurt after crash in Waterloo