The Ottawa Ex, 1888-2010: More fun than a barrel full of monkey grinders

The ExTen blocks away you can hear it:the august city throbs around this wound, one week when awhole year’s carefully hoardedgood taste is blown, thrown out of the window, and every senserelieves itself in public. The reek of French friesand pink whirlpools of candy floss coagulate;from ghost train and roller-coaster crescendos of screamsexplode like ocean waves on rocky shores,the Cow Palace eruptsin a constant volcano of lights,on the Midway, strewnwith popcorn, styrofoam beakers, condom