Paolo finished, and the brothers took turns in the mirror, making sure the tattoos were identical. Jason, younger by 18 months, had a higher tolerance for pain. The needle hurt in the sensitive spot on the back of the neck, and the brothers howled. Never before had he done a tattoo expressing such a close bond between people who were still alive. The cross, which was almost always in memoriam. The location, a tattoo high between the shoulder blades. Even as he started to outline the cross and the initials G and J, the symbolism struck him.
Paolo Ponziani drew the design they described, then sat them down, one after another, to ink it in the place they requested. They turned sideways to fit through the opening, their broad, muscular shoulders crowding the walls. HAARLEM, The Netherlands - Everything that would destroy them had already been set in motion when Gregory and Jason Halman squeezed into the narrow staircase that led to the tattoo parlor. You have reached a degraded version of because you're using an unsupported version of Internet Explorer.įor a complete experience, please upgrade or use a supported browser
