Cheshire Cat grin and bright green eyes peering from a torn skin effect on the side of the ribs, with a shaded, three-dimensional look.

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Cheshire Cat grin through torn skin on ribs

Ribs · Mixed · Photo

A grinning Cheshire Cat with glowing green eyes and a toothy smile peers out of a dark opening with ragged, split edges that resemble torn skin. The shading is detailed and painterly, with highlights on the torn edges and wood-like shards that give the piece depth. The palette is mostly black, with bright green eyes and reddish-brown tones along the tear, and the design wraps across the side of the ribs while a hand holds a white cloth at the left edge.

Ribs Cheshire cat Cat Grin Green eye Teeth Torn skin

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit yourself down on that crate, lad, the 9.40 won't be in for an hour and the wind's got under the canopy again. You see that split in the old parcels office wall, behind the hoarding? Nobody's been past it since they bricked up the Coldharbour tunnel in '52, and that's where the cat lives.

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My uncle Alf was signalman here the winter the plaster cracked. He swore it came through overnight, the edges ragged like bread torn by a hungry man, and in the black behind it a grin hung in the dark with two green lamps for eyes. Trains ran past every four minutes and the grin never moved, only waited. Alf reckoned it was a cat that had lost its body somewhere along the line and kept its face for people who've forgotten the way home.

Folk tried to board it up. The first board split by morning. Then a porter called Dora Penhallow stood in front of it with her lantern and asked it plainly which platform the slow train left from, because she'd mislaid her watch and her nerve in the same week. The grin widened. She said those teeth were the only honest thing she'd seen since the war, and she laughed until her lantern guttered out.

So when you're waiting, and the clock's stuck at twelve minutes past, don't go hunting for the exit. Look now, just there, past the timetable. One green eye's blinking. That means the next train's on time, and you'd best have your ticket ready before it changes its mind.