Why I will NEVER get a tattoo

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It’s not what you think …

It was a hot summer day when I first saw his tattoo. He was wearing a muscle t shirt and the colored ink was shining on his upper arm. I stared at it. Finally, I got up enough courage to ask about the image that had magically manifested itself on my uncle’s arm .

At the worldly age of 8, he was my favorite uncle. Unlike all the other adults in my life, he…