A sometimes surreal exercise in cooperative writing to be performed by a rotating cast of Torontonians, one hundred words at a time.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Yvonne, Annette, Cecile, Emilie, Marie
After several working visits to North Bay, I finally decided to look in on the Dionne Quints Museum. What a ridiculous leap in parenting philosophy I have experienced this week from those Rock stars that are raising a genderless child to a tour around the cabin of the most exploited little girls in the world. By the time little Marie came along their mother had birthed at least eleven children and would go on to have more. I wondered what gender-neutral names Oliva Dionne would have chosen for her babies? Kegel, Postpartum, Penury? Does Incontinentia and Prolapsia sound too feminine?
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