A nicotine-yellowed print hung behind the counter of J's bar, and when things got unbearably slow we'd stare at that picture for hours on end. The image was a pattern, something like a Rorschach test, in which I saw what seemed to be a face-off between two green monkeys tossing two half-deflated tennis balls through the air at each other.
"What do you suppose it symbolizes? I asked [J].
"The left monkey is you and the right one's me. I'm tossing you a bottle of beer and you're tossing me the money for it."
- Haruki Murakami, Hear the Wind Sing
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