I'm sitting at the tattoo shop, talking to my good friend and coworker, Leonard, though I call him gizmo because of his style of tattooing. Hey Gizmo, I'll have to start cleaning up my station soon. I have to be up early for work tomorrow. I sigh softly. I always have to leave a couple hours early due to my work at the fire department, but I don't mind too much. I begin packing up my station.
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