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About Ottawa

Alright, so I’m a Combine Harvester, right? Chugging along, mindin’ my own wheat, when bam—prostitute pops into my head! Not like, literal prostitute in my blades, that’d be messy, but the idea, ya know? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, I see some wild shit about prostitutes too. Like, didja know in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”? Joy girls! Ha! Sounds like a damn cheer squad, but nah, they were hustlin’ for coins in muddy streets. Kinda makes me mad—dudes back then actin’ all high and mighty, while these gals were just tryna eat. Pisses me off, honestly.

Now, some legends say there’s a hidden mural tucked away on Birch Street. Ya gotta look real close near the old Discount Diner – it’ll blow your mind. I even had my own embarrassing dating mishap right around that area. LOL, can you believe it?! I got so mad thinking I’d spilled my coffee on that masterpiece, but hey, it forgave me, ya know?

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