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Chapter Three – The First Year, and a Few Travels
We entered into our first full year in the new shop in Welland. As the business slowly g..
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I spent over a year and a half in the Welland shop, tattooing clients and making the endless rounds of parties and events, and thoroughly enjoying m..
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In the early part of the millennium, I found myself at a waypoint in my life again. I had bitter feelings from a couple recent, and very serious, re..
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It would be quite a few years before I would ever touch a tattoo machine again. For many years, I did not even pick up a pencil to idly doodle somet..
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Just one of my poems I felt would be fitting to open this part of the book.
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So I had grown accustomed, again, to partnering with Cheech at Skin Graphics. I returned to settling into a familiar routine with him, as well as ma..
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Half a nation away, the land of Alberta beckoned me with the promise of good paying jobs, and a brand new reality from anything I had previously be..
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I had been living in Edmonton for about a year, and the summer was almost upon me. The basement suite I had occupied alone had been occupied by a fe..
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The second summer I had spent living in Edmonton was now over, and the daily drudgery began to get to me. Although life was prosperous for me, I fel..
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After having made the decision to return to Ontario, my attitude about Edmonton began to sour even more. This dead city full of nine-to-five zombies..
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