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and propagating bourgeois culture?

Just a place to be taught.

To be taught elitist culture?

Not much of an elite in kindergarten.

He learned everything

in kindergarten.

Drop it. No big deal.

To get back to Gaya,

I already practice natural evacuation.

I still have some untimely discharge,

I see my period differently now.

I started to love it.

To wait for it.

Impatiently!

- So nice.

- Like me with my poop.

I suggest we sing.

I love my period

It connects me to the moon

I love my period

when it's brown I do not frown

I love my period

No one will knock me down.

I have a real problem to share.

My p*ssy stinks.

Ever try a hibiscus poultice?

- No.

- Try.

You can even let it brew

all night inside you.

Thanks, Gaya.

It's about time that men and women

finally become equals in society.

Because you can tell they're equals.

It makes me...

They're equals.

No use trying to make us believe

they're not equals,

because they're equals.

That era is over with!

It spoils my life.

First thing in the morning.

Last thing I think in the morning.

In the afternoon, surprise!

First thing I think.

And it's the first thing I think

in late afternoon.

- It's fine, doudou.

- No. Yes, doudou.

I think about it.

Don't worry, doudou.

Is the women's circle almost over?

Excuse me.

Exactly what workshop are we in now?

Thanks, Patrice.

No more topics.

It bothers me

that Victor expects me to wax.

I find it outdated.

- So we bring that up here?

- Why not?

Do you still make love?

We never make love...

I mean, very rarely.

Of course sex is hard

with your impositions.

We have no sexual problems.

I have nothing against body hair.

Why not? There are even bearded women.

Your aunt.

Our impositions?

Exclusiveness.

Yeah, we're a couple.

"A couple."

Victor, wouldn't you be more satisfied

if you could make love with other women?

Here? I mean...

It's a question...

And you?

- What?

- I mean do you...

No. It's no?

For us, it's no.

You're thinking twice?

I'm taken by surprise.

I never considered it.

You should.

Polyamory.

- Yeah?

- We practice it here.

It's our choice.

It's not us... We don't practice it.

Why don't we go to the workshop

to see how...

What the hell?

We live the workshop.

Come to the barricade.

Attack?

I don't know. Come!

We're talking...

- Screw you. I hate you!

- Why?

So what about polyamory?

- Honestly...

- Wanna try?

I'm exhausted.

N...

- Really?

- No, I'm fine.

There's nothing.

Not a soul.

Maybe we won at the town council.

Maybe they gave up.

Maybe it's a trap.

Just an act, so we disperse.

We leave, let down our guard,

they plow in and we're f***ed.

A Trojan horse!

- Without a horse.

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