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And so the monkey boy danced, the dance he knew so well.
The dance he knew would please his master, and the onlookers would cheer.
But in the back of the room where the lights were dim, stood some unhappy souls.
They found no joy in seeing the monkey boy dance and their faces were filled with sadness.
The monkey boy saw their shadows, and knew what he had to do.
He danced harder and faster than ever before, and the crowd cheered for more.
Out by the curtain his master was standing with a smile on his face.
He found great joy in seeing the monkey boy dance, gathering ever more onlookers and angering
the sad souls in the dark.