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My name is Olivia.
Named after olives (unfortunately).
A silly goose currently flying around Toronto, fuelled by iced coffee and a relentless drive to keep whimsy alive.
By day, I’m a mid-level copywriter crafting ideas that (ideally) make brands feel bigger, braver, and better. By night, I’m collecting ideas from everywhere I go (for “inspiration,” technically).
Not to be dramatic (okay, a little),
but I only know two things for sure:
one day I’ll die, and until then, I’ll write.
If you’d like me to write for you, call, email, or let’s meet face-to-face (a dying art). Telepathy is, regrettably, still not available.
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