Monday, June 2, 2008
New York! New York! New York! A Tattoos Shop and Remembrance A Girl with Tattoos
(I took some pictures at New York, city of the cities, during our trip at NYC and I will write the picture stories of the trip in this series. Thanks!)
At famous Manhattan of New York, I saw this tattoos shop. Name of the shop was ‘Birthmark.’ While I was looking around the pictures, prices, etc, my memory flied to a girl whom I met at a beach, with a beautiful tattoos mark. I smiled by myself and my little daughter was in my backpack.
Once, I met a girl at a beach in Thailand. She was a very beautiful girl.
Actually, I was walking and talking telephone around the beach. Sometimes, I drank a can of beer and sometimes, I smoked.
While I was buying a beer can from an icy beer seller, that girl was also coming to buy a beer can, too. She was wearing sunglasses with the swimming suit. I noticed about that she owned beautiful and smooth skin. I smiled at her and she smiled at me, too.
After I bought a beer can, I began to walk and that girl was walking to the same direction with me. She was at back of me. I walked a little slowly as I wished to walk together with that beautiful girl. About two minutes later, she caught me. As soon as we were walking side by side, I tried to have conversation with her.
I said, ‘How are you?’
‘Fine, and you?’ she asked.
‘I am fine, too. It is a hot day,’ I remarked.
She said, ‘Oh, yes, it is hot but it is good to swim.’
I sucked my beer and she did too.
I said, ‘You have very beautiful skin!’
She said, ‘Really? Thanks. You are handsome, too.’
We laughed together.
While we were laughing, I looked at her closely. Oh, she had a tattoos, a remarkable tattoos, which was at her belly bottom. It was a colorful butterfly.
‘Wow!’ I unexpectedly exclaimed.
She laughed at me and said, “I think you see my butterfly. Right? Do you want to catch it?”
With surprise, before I could not be available to say anything back, she run away to join with the girls’ group as the girls were yelling at her. I guessed it was her group. She just said, ‘See you.’ And waved bye-bye. I waved bye-bye back to her and her group.
You know what? On that day, the whole day, I was thinking about her and seeing her tattoos.
I am smiling right now, too!
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