Willow Flemingdon Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ottawa

Here’s a kicker—did ya know “whore” comes from old English “hōre”? Meant “adulteress” way back. Ain’t that wild? History’s funny—sticks to ya like sap. But lemme tell ya, Betty? She wasn’t no villain. Nah, she was—whaddya call it—human! Flawed, sure, but who ain’t? “Unless you love, your life’ll flash by,” that’s the movie talkin’. Gets me misty-eyed, folks.

Neighbourhood

Moss Park, St. James Town, Flemingdon Park, Malvern, Thorncliffe Park, etc. Every city has rougher/sketchier neighbourhoods, but i'd argue.

Oh, and the quirky street names! Oak Alley, Birch Way, and that sneaky little lane, Dusk Drive, where evenings remind you of the movie’s loop-de-loop storytelling. The vibe's like, calm and cut-off thoughts swirling in the air like autumn leaves—repeating, almost melodic. Its energy? Unpredictable! Like one minute I'm on a roll designing the next big dating app feature (yeah, I do that!), next minute I'm getting lost in the magic of impromptu midnight chats under flickering streetlights. It drives me bonkers and then fills me with love for this crazy place.

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