In September, 2014, I returned from Europe on the QM2. While working out in the gym I noticed that a man lifting weights next to me was covered head-to-toe in tattoos. I said, “Great tats,” and asked if I could look at them. He said, “Sure” and for perhaps 15 minutes he showed them toContinue reading “In Praise of Talking to Strangers, Gun Safety, and Pheromone Blink 182”
Brooke Allen 