As Trevor began shaving the tattoo site, Charlie took in his surroundings. A small studio jammed with beautiful portraits of tattooed people (shot by Trevor's wife Jan Seeger), tribal artwork, numerous tattoo awards, and a jumble of snapshots taped up haphazardly of various things including several of his dog. There, in the midst of all of that organized chaos stood Charlie, in his underwear, wearily smiling. After many sleepless nights spent agonizing over all aspects of "the tattoo" he was finally there, the gears were in motion, and the tattoo journey had begun.

JULY 13, 2001

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