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Inked with Memories

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"In for another Ink session Jasmine?" he asked as I entered the tattoo shop. "Yeah, actually I wanted to get this" I said sliding him a paper that I printed off of the computer across the counter to him. "Hmm, isn't nothing that I can't do" he said rubbing his chin "it might take a few days though especially if you want it exactly like that" he finished looking over at me. "Yeah, I want it exact" I said confirming my decision. "Which arm?" he quickly asked as he motioned me to follow him to an room. "My left" I said as I laid down in the ink chair.All Rights Reserved

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