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Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Dance Monkey Dance!
Although we may not see our neighbors back in DC walking by, or the local thug kids who hang out down the block, today I stepped out on the balcony when I heard some percussion, sort of like the ice cream man coming by, only it's the local monkey dance man. He walks through the hood with his trusty monkeys, always happy to stop and give you a show. I must say this topped off Naya's first day of school quite well.