My lichen t-shirt is no more. The monkeys in the balcony got to it. They came, upturned the garbage, tore up my shirt and absconded with my trousers. Guess its time for a wardrobe makeover anyway.
This was in my new place. Yes, I finally moved out of the family homestead; out of the baarder and into the city; back into cellphone range; out of the jungle, just not away from the monkeys.
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