"it's so cold in this country"
The other day, I almost caved. When a friend of mine began talking to me about her second tattoo (I was there when, out of the blue, she insisted we take her to the nearest decent tattoo parlor and we found ourselves, at half-past six after six sticks of isaw each, at 55 Tinta) and I documented her first text tattoo (three words and a period). The other day, I felt that near irresistible pull to get my fourth (second small tattoo) design (a slender red band around my left pointer, a personal reminder) but I resisted, thinking, if Pia calls again, I should have no problem getting it inked.
Everybody should listen to Stars' The North at least once.
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