Owning a monkey


It was 1984. I was walking by the sea in Luanda (Angola, Africa).

A guy came up to me and asked me if I had a jug of cheap wine that I want to exchange for a monkey. I said I do but I had to ask my mother about the value of the monkey. That is how I heard what it is to own a monkey.

If you have a chance to own a monkey consider the matter in all seriousness.

Just a warning, you never know what life has in store for you.

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