p a t t e r n .

p a t t e r n .

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Finn couldn't believe his eyes. Perhaps he should, considering all the things he had witnessed. "That's a nice tattoo," said the woman as she puffed out another cloud of smoke, "really nice." "What do you want from me?" Finn asked. He jumped slightly when she hopped off his window sill and walked over to him. "I want that," she replied. Finn traces her hand to where she was pointing at. It was his head.
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I walked into the clean, wide tattoo shop, to find a large red head lady sitting at the counter at her computer. As I walked up, she smiled and asked who I was booked for. "I'm here for my thigh, Johnny William" Smiling nervously at her wide grin. I saw a very tall, tanned well built man over near the tattoo seating. Putting his black plastic gloves on, then he looked over his shoulder directly at me. A small, evil smirk sunk into my soul. And his piercing rich green eyes darkened.

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