A tattoo needle pierces skin anywhere from 50 to 3000 times per second. This knowledge alone can turn the strongest looking biker into a gibbering pile of mush. I find it exciting; a rush of power with the needle gun in my hand.
Just as the artist with the brush will paint a canvas, I paint on flesh. But a canvas doesn’t flinch, doesn’t pull away. The struggle to endure is paramount, enduring the transformation. Be strong, my lovely, we have a long way to travel together.
We start with washing my hands and drying with a clean towel.
Ready?
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