
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨

my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
my girl loved the sun. she loved a little refracted light. she loved my grandfather’s chicken soup and she loved when you wanted to be near her, but not too close. always in proximity, my girl was a mirror. she was tough and so soft. my chinatown baby.
we thought we would spend another birthday together. thought we would decorate another christmas tree and eat another costo rotisserie chicken together. we tried so hard. instead we watched the sunrise, sang her to sleep, laid a feast at her paws, listened to all our favorite records, and went on bungalow walks. not too many steps at a time but so much patience and persistence. we showered her in roses, in love, in gratitude, in kisses, and watched the bougainvillea sway outside till the sun set.
i am moved by the friends and family who called to tell her how much she made an imprint on them. we really lived so many lives together and i saw my humanity in her. i am devastated but i am also so full of love. i can’t believe it. duke doesn’t get it. but we’re gonna keep trying. thank you to everyone who came into our lives and shared a bit of themselves with her.
beatrice thelonious arthur monk, my golden girl.
✨ 4.19.17 - 8.24.25 ✨
got to be extra sweet with my sweetheart and make this lil joy time capsule super 8 dream with @itsjonschwartz for @airbnb 😛
Director: @itsjonschwartz
Edit: @yard__sard
Dp: @patrickouziel
SD: @lannadelraujo
PA: @justin_thormann
Casting: @ihateannabel
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