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About Toulouse

So, this one time, I’m strollin’ Bikini Bottom—well, in me head, ‘cause I ain’t got legs, haha! Met this lass, let’s call her Jellyfish Jen. She’s a prostitute, right? Workin’ the corners like it’s a jellyfish jam! I’m like, “Wow, Jen, you’re out here in this dystopia?!” Kinda reminds me of that movie line, “You’re a miracle, Kee!”—‘cept Jen ain’t pregnant, just hustlin’. Made me happy, seein’ her grit—tough as a sea urchin!

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Those who murder sex workers believe they can literally treat these human beings as garbage to be disposed of.

So, I head to the farm, which is just off Rue des Écoles. The cows are chillin’, munching on grass like they own the place. I’m setting up the milking machine, and boom! One of the cows, Bessie, decides she’s had enough of this milking nonsense. She kicks the machine like it owes her money. I’m dodging milk splashes like I’m in a weird dairy-themed action movie.

Étiennette Dumont-Malenfant 1943-