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About Ottawa

So, picture it – I’m strolling. City’s buzzing, neon lights screaming. Kinda like my old Apple days – chaotic, alive. I’m pissed tho – society’s judgy as hell. People sneer, but – pause – who cares? I’m curious, man. What’s her story? Like, “I communicate with my eyelid.” That’s her, blinking through life’s crap. Selling herself, sure, but – damn – there’s guts there.

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In the bustling port city of Neverwinter, a dwarf named Gundren Rockseeker has hired you to escort a wagon load of provisions and other.

Downtown’s got that vibe too. I hit Groovy Park every chill morn. The river? I call it Cool Flow. It cuts past the northern side, near Luna Blvd. Real mother nature stuff.

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