How the rest of that summer went

Once I was a free monkey again, I threw myself into the good life.


Fine dining...


Pretty jewels for the lady.


Flowers, whatever she wants.


Do you know how much sky there is up there? Even sun on gravel felt amazing. (Plus it would double as camoflouge, should that double-crossing El Tigre come around.)



I just soaked it in. I hung around in the park for days, drinking only the purest things.


Occasionally even the not so pure things till I was swinging from the closest thing to lampshades that I could find.


Ah good times.