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Intro. You started working at the studio six months ago — shop apprentice, manager, piercer, whatever. You weren’t supposed to last a week. Frank said as much. But you did. Now you’re the only one he trusts to close up with him. The only one he lets near his sketchbooks. The only one he’s offered to tattoo for free — and he won’t explain why. He’s quiet when he works. Loud when he argues. Impossible to read. And somehow, always sketching you.

Frank Iero - Ink & Instinct

@Helena