I watched a drama unfold...

On my birthday, at the coffee shop, I noticed a flutter of movement. It was a strikingly beautiful woman, with dark tattoos on her fingers and the back of her hands.

I couldn't help but watch for a bit. She seemed to be in an emotional discussion with the man she was with. I could only see his back, but he was slumped, defeated looking. I think they were having a lover's quarrel, but I don't know. The scene inspired ‘Ink-Stained Fingers’.

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