This image truly touches the heart… A tiny monkey, lying on the cold concrete, holding onto the only thing it has — a stuffed toy. As if that plush bear were its mother… Resting its head against it, eyes closed. Maybe it’s cold, maybe it’s scared, maybe it’s simply lonely. In that moment, you feel something very simple: What a living being really needs is warmth, safety, and a sense of belonging. And it’s trying to find all of that in a toy. What hurts the most is the way it holds on. Because that embrace speaks of a tenderness that’s missing. I wish every living creature could live freely, in the place it truly belongs, surrounded by love. 💔