Say hello to an 11 year old daughter and neck tattoos. Not that I have anything against tattoos, I love them. I have 7 of my own, but a NECK tattoo?
Can't do it. Wouldn't do it.
Not my type at all. He was nice, I give him that and he got me drinks without me even having to hint that I wanted one. Effortless.
I smoked, I drank, I hung out with a totally different crowd than I would have ever in my craziest dreams...and all the while not more than two blocks away, I could see GC's window that over looked the street of Colfax. It was blissfully dark.
I admit, as I was driving home, (no exchanged phone numbers or possible plans to meet up with NTG - Neck Tattoo Guy), I slowed down as I drove under his window and then looked over at the bar that he is usually at. Couldn't help it. I spent almost a year of my life in and out of that apartment.
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