| Tattoos |
| Wednesday, 30 September 2009 | |
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She and her boyfriend both got tattoos. Egyptian, she thinks that symbol is, but it’s not a hieroglyph. What does it mean? Truth she says. We liked truth and we liked Heaven. Now I think of it it, she adds, leaning in to speak from the front passenger seat of the taxi, it seems strange we chose Truth over Heaven. I ask are they still together? No, it was some years ago. He's in XXX now, she says - another country. (And I think later - the tattoos, two truths that were close together and are now far apart). Permalink |
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