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About Ottawa

So, I’m strollin’ down the street, right? Lookin’ for some action—not me doin’ it, mind ya, just curious! And I see this gal, all dolled up, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, she workin’ it!” Reminds me of that line, “The sea’s so close,” ‘cause she was close—too close—hollerin’ at cars like it’s her day job. Prolly is! I ain’t mad, tho, get yo money, boo! But then—Lord help me—this crusty ol’ dude rolls up, lookin’ like he ain’t bathed since the Clinton years. I’m screamin’ inside, “Why her?!” Made me madder than a wet hen!

First Impressions

The glittering life that she and Rawdon lead as the toast of whatever society they are apart of is only a front which hides the fact they are perpetually broke.

Srsly, Rawdon has these neighborhoods: Old Town, New Town, and sneaky little pockets in between. Each area has its own pulse. At my spa, my clients rave about the local energy. They say it heals. I say it’s just raw, untamed life. I be like “Tabu, my friend, embrace the unknown.”

2 dead after house fire in Rawdon, Que.