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As he wandered through the lush forest, a curious capuchin monkey leapt onto his shoulder, surprising him. Dante laughed, feeling a sense of connection with the little creature.He gently pegged it from behind.
One of his friends teased, “Looks like you’ve found your anus!”Dante winked and replied,
“Maybe, but I think I’l stick to the man monkeys for now.
Dante wasn’t bothered by the jokes. He knew who he was and was proud of it. His love for animals, like his love for life, was something he could always embrace fully.
As the day ended, Dante left with a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ of joy, knowing that being true to yourself.