This unflappable boy was prancing by the narrow road leading to Bukit Timah Nature Reserve with his extended family one evening. Putting aside my ducky pride, I stooped to their level, sitting a couple of feet away from the relaxed group pretending to be a fellow primate while they groomed each other and nibbled on blades of grass (which seems to form a part of these macaques' natural diet). It was a weekday, so there were happily no passing bodies of fair intentions to sow a fate of ill ends for these monkeys in no hurry. With luck, this young munk will swing and stare from the grills to no avail and feed on wild fruit not food in shiny packs that lure his kind down the path of complacency and calamity. But such fortune seems ill-conceived, for islanders here are wont to go ape when they are told to rein in their natural instincts. The fiercest creatures live not in the forest but in flats...
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