Mandrill is interested in you.

This is Brett the Mandrill. He finds you fascinating. The drab color of your epidermis and fur. Your tiny baby teeth. Your dainty, thin eyebrows. Brett could watch you for hours. Brett the Mandrill is part of a new page for a book I am making. For more about Mandrills please visit Equatorial Guinea.

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Monkey awaits your arrival

You probably don't know Nicholas Spider Monkey, but he knows you. He can see what you are doing, and feel what you are thinking, and think what you are feeling.

There are 6,895,062,216 people in the world, and each day Nicholas Monkey hears and sees 6,895,062,216 different stories.
It's a lot for a single monkey to handle.

I've been very silently told that everybody will meet Nicholas Monkey someday, but I don't know if it is true. I guess I will find out one day.

He must be a very special monkey.

Maybe I will carry a small amount of monkey food with me everywhere I go.