I’ve been kicking around the idea of a tattoo for a bit now. It’s going to be something map-related, probably of my parents’ property in New York. I’m 27, and I know I won’t get it if I wait much longer.
So that got me thinking: the Park Cities are virtually ink-free. Every council meeting (save for UP city secretary Liz Spector’s ankle rose) is inkless, as are virtually every runner, biker, or walker I see on the streets. It’s probably the most ink-free environment I’ve ever been a part of.
Is it a Texas thing? A wealth thing? I’m just not sure. All I know is that council meetings would be a lot more interesting if I saw this staring back at me from Chief Adams’ forearm. I’d probably ask fewer difficult questions as well.
(Update: Our own Jeanne Prejean points me to a photo she snapped for the paper. I stand corrected. And stunned.)
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