Activism

The Monkey Who Held My Face in Her Hands and Opened My Eyes

One day, while collecting various samples from monkeys in Bangladesh, I had an encounter that changed everything. I saw a man with a monkey, so I pulled over. The monkey jumped right onto my lap and grabbed my cheeks. I gasped, thinking she might tear off my face. But she just sat there, her face so close to mine, for the longest time. It was as if she were trying to make me really see her.

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