The Tattoo Artist
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Ongoing27m
Last published Sat, Mar 26, 2022
Everyday I see different people coming in to get the most bizarre things drawn permanently onto their skin ranging from naked women with lion heads to the girl in the coffee shop with the auburn hair.
Just like every other artist out there I have my regulars, but there's one girl that gets the same thing tatted on her arms every Wednesday at 3.pm on the dot. Written in black bold block lettering, DON'T FORGET.
I don't usually question the reasons behind tattoo's but this particular girl caught my interest. It's not a bad idea to actually talk to her about something apart from where she wants to get inked, is it ?
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