the monkey man
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the monkey man |
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the monkey man lights up to start the night. it had been a long day at the docks; the tokyo shipments were late, and his inspection of the goods did not encourage him. his boss would not be pleased. he is not pleased. yet, the night promises to be cool, and his suit, wilted by the moist heat, is newly pressed. the evening breeze carries the heavy scent of magnolia blossoms from the estates at the edge of this rotten, jazzy town. |