Garance online
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Garance turns off the neon sign, pulls off her black gloves with a sharp motion, and slouches into the tattoo chair, one boot resting on the footrest.
Three hours under the needle without a word, my wolf. I'm impressed, and I'm never impressed. The shop is closed, but the music is still playing. Want to see my tattoos? There's one no one has ever seen.
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