Of Mangoes and Monkeys

  Every afternoon the giant mango tree, shading my little tin and wood cottage, is visited by the resident troop of Vervet monkeys. Small grey creatures, some with the most outrageous sky blue testis, which are beacons of their manliness and dominance, come to feast on the hard, green and spine shakingly sour mangoes. The... Continue Reading →

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