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Rebecca Curtis Reads Haruki Murakami

The New Yorker: Fiction

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The Monkey's World

"I couldn't talk with monkeys or with humans. Isolation like that is heart rending," he says. "Nobody protected me, and i had to scrongh for food on my own." He was driven out of shinegawa by the professor who raised him in a human household. The other monkeys found his antics 'comical', but it annoyed them as well. So eventually I went off on my own became a rogue monkey".

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