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Monkey Leather

There was  no confusion about whether or not my son wanted his apple fruit strip.

Innately, he tore the green wrapper open with his teeth.  And then gave the thing a big sniff.

This was the good stuff.

Whatever it was.

As my son slowed to savor the last of his strip, he studied the animated animal on the packaging.  “Is…is this made of monkey?” he asked.

Not that it would’ve mattered.


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