The tour bus had a small monkey hanging from the rear view mirror. Beyond the monkey, the city of San José flowed past for the enjoyment of all the bus passengers.

Someone had hung a fake gorilla outside a red warehouse. It had been tied to conduit placed there to supply electricty to parking area lights. It was unclear if the gorilla was there to scare away thieves.

A man in a hat approacehd the monkey from behind. Despite the loud rock music with its pounding rythms, the monkey noticed the man. Perhaps it was the aroma of his garlic fries that gave him away.

A cheerful looking fake ape rested among dolls in a flea market stall that day.