The Match
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What would you do if random marks made themselves at home on your skin?
I got my first tattoo early on in life. A few hours after my birth in fact.
Now before you gasp and question my parents' sanity, first know that they had nothing to do with it. The tattoo just kinda appeared. It's still there to this day: a plain date written in roman numerals on the inside of my left wrist.
VI-VII-MCMXCVII
The sixth of July, nineteen-ninety-seven.
Now, seventeen years on, I had to find my match.
I had to find The Match.
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