Canadian Life Graffiti, Ottawa, August 2015
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Look­ing back, it’s prob­a­bly a good thing the Jehovah’s Wit­nesses didn’t knock at the door dur­ing that period of my life—I would have ended up in a cult. That’s how des­per­ate I was to find not myself per se, but the mean­ing of life.

Canadian Life DSC_0595
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It’s hot. Like, really hot. Like shit-I-had-no-idea-Canada-could-be-so-hot hot. We are expe­ri­enc­ing a heat wave and Dairy Queen is mak­ing mil­lions of dollars.

Canadian Life Garbage Day in Ottawa
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On garbage night, as I stroll around the neigh­bor­hood, I can’t help but silently judge peo­ple. Oh come on, I can’t pos­si­bly be the only per­son who eyes the pile of garbage placed at the curb in front of each home and make stu­pid assump­tion about it, can I?

Canadian Life Ottawa Sky
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I’ve been fly­ing from the old world to the new con­ti­nent and back for over ten years now, and I know what to expect—at this point, nei­ther France nor Canada is par­tic­u­larly exotic to me. Yet, there are still a few small things that stand out right after landing!

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