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I didn’t know what made me
step into the tattoo parlour, I’d never wanted one. In fact I’d always found
them to be distasteful. Truth be told I walked by this old building every day
and this was the first time I’d noticed the fantastic renovations. The
converted factory was rather attractive and the interior was austere without
being stark, a mixture of sterile and fashionable. There was only one person in
the large shop and he gave me a welcoming smile. “So you’ve decided today is
the day?” I frowned at the odd turn of phrase. I didn’t know what to say or do
and just stood there speechless. The other man seemed to smile even wider and I
was a little disconcerted with the fact he looked rather cherubic for a
handsome young man. “Did you have a design in mind or would you rather choose
from my exclusive assortment?” He lifted a massive portfolio onto the high
counter and opened it to about the centre and turned it to face me. I flipped
the pages a few times, skimming the drawings. I was about to turn the page
again when a delicate blue swallow caught my attention.
Don't forget to visit my
fellow teasers!
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