I love this tattooed lady in the window. She's a mannequin in the window of a tattoo shop. I like how the man in the yellow shirt doesn't seem to know she's watching.
I have two tattoos, one on each ankle. I got them both twenty five years ago from a neighbor with a homemade tattoo gun, while sitting on his formica kitchen table. One is a fish, because my boyfriend at the time was a Pisces. I was soon to leave for college, in what was the big city to me, and I wanted to never forget this time in my life. Maybe because deep inside I knew I was changing in every way.
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