Tattoo shops have a certain intimidating charm. Despite Rancid and Disturbed (punctuated, thankfully, by the occasional and soothing Pearl Jam or Green Day tune) piped in through the sound system, ...
I never wanted a tattoo. The thought of a needle pushing ink into my skin made me squeamish. But when my three kids, all in their 20s, got matching shamrocks etched on their bodies to bond over their ...
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