Tattoo You?
When I was 24, I wanted to be a bad ass. To be tough, cool, and edgy. I wanted to be sophisticated and ahead of my time. I wanted to rebel.
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A week ago, I got a new tattoo, one I’ve wanted for a while. I was determined to get it before the Jewish New Year. I designed it, found a tattoo artist, and booked the only open slot on her schedule.
I thought about the two tats I had, what they mean to me, and then remembered that I actually have three. Ever hear about training bras? Training wheels? W…
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