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About Me
- jobe cruel
- just a man...that's all. just a man...who suffers large philosophical problems, the weight of the world, as he suffers his own. a man who had his ear pierced in sixth grade, who proudly graced the skating-ring with a beautiful sterling silver cross accenting his early teen ear. a man who...in ninth grade rode the bus with a boy-man named cleave, a fifteen year old and already spotted in a multitude of home tattoos...the best of which was a chicken mcnugget sized donald duck on his forearm. he branded me with my first tattoo...jail style (bic pen, thread sowing needle)...he gave an me "a" for anarchy on my ankle...people to this day ask...is that tattoo an "a" for ankle? just a man...a man with a rebelious ankle and some nostalgic scar tissue in his ear.
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