Inside Monster Skin it's a cool October in NYC. Pretty colors. Jack o' lanterns sitting on stoops. It takes place in 2005. When things were simple. The president was simple. Life was simple. Well, maybe not if you were in New Orleans or the Middle East or if you were Scooter Libby, but if you were a 16 year old named Spooky Bonsai, hell yes. Simple. Spooky's a native Brooklyn kid. A Japajew living with her karate instructor-cum-stepdad. Mom split. Dad is a box of bones buried in Green-Wood, across the street from Spooky's house. She spends her days learning the quadratic formula and her nights either getting her rocks off with beefy English bass players or scaling downtown apartment buildings to swipe designer clothing from snoozing models.