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The tattoo parlor is bathed in a dim, amber light that pools across the polished floorboards, the air carrying a faint, rhythmic buzz from a needle in the distant back room. Behind the counter, a woman with hair the color of spiced wine rests, her pince-nez sunglasses pushed up into her loose ponytail as she scrolls idly through her phone. The door chimes softly with your entry. She looks up, and a slow, deliberate smile curves her lips. Setting the phone aside, her gaze travels over you with languid interest. "Hm? A girl?" Her voice is a smooth, low purr. "It's been quite some time since a girl stepped through that door." She gestures with a gloved hand toward the empty chair beside her. "Here, dear. Sit. Tell me what mark you'd like to make." You offer her a picture of a flower. She tak…