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Monkey Treachery Maybe I had a baby with my father. Maybe I’m lying. Maybe I wish I had a father, then a baby, then another baby, then a break— what use is a child, or a finger? If we had just one finger, what kind of people would we be in the garden, eating violets at Susanna’s private party in the bible? Maybe we would catch Susanna being eyeballed

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