1 zxvasdf's photo

Florian’s nose flared. It’d been a long and hazardous journey. His feet burned, and his breath was hot on his chest, onto which his chin sagged. Florian sniffed, snorted. Could it be? Florian’s gaze narrowed. In the distance, framed by an iconic water fountain, was, Florian sniffed, was it really, tasting the chaff of flesh deep in his sinuses, yes it was, it was Mr Monkey!

My God, how Florian scampered!

2 zxvasdf's photo

shit. i was thinking capuchin not rhesus. stay off the grass, folks.

3 Woab's photo

Not your monkey? Not your circus?!

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