I wasn't used to this side of the city. It was... duller here. Less towering buildings, more small shops that dotted the streets. Glancing down, the business card of a small tattoo place sat in my hand. A friend had recommended the place if I ever wanted one, or to have a look. A small bell dinged when I entered, my eyes glancing around the small, yet neat shop, music playing in the background. "Lost?" Asked a voice from the counter. I shook my head as I replied. "The opposite, actually."
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