Close-up of a small black fine line script tattoo on a woman's ribs, with a tiny star-like tattoo on her upper arm, taken on a sunny beach.

Fine line script tattoo on the ribs at the beach

Fine line · Ribs · Black and grey · Photo

A woman wears a black bikini top and distressed denim shorts on a sandy beach, with her face cropped out of frame. A small, thin black script line of text sits on her ribcage, and a tiny star-like mark is visible on her upper arm near the elbow. The image is in full colour with bright sunlight, though the tattoos themselves are black and grey.

Fine line Lettering Ribs Upper arm Script Text Star Beach Bikini

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dear Lou,

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The wind came off the sea again last night and tore the top half of the Waltzer sign from its hooks, so I spent the morning up a ladder with a pot of enamel and my teeth clenched. Dad says I paint like a man with a grudge. Maybe I do. But the front of the Big Wheel is finished now, and the foreman has stopped calling me the girl on the ladder and started calling me Ada, which I count as progress.

Something odd happened at the dipping pond yesterday. A lad from the Ferris crew, Tommy Pask, came to me with a scrap of paper folded eight times and asked if I could letter it small enough to fit on a ticket stub. He wanted it in the same copperplate we use for the prize board. I told him a ticket was no place for a love letter, and he said it wasn't a love letter, it was a timetable, and he was catching the last boat to Margate whether his mother liked it or not.

So I did it, with my finest brush and a steady hand, neat black capitals no bigger than a fingernail. Then I drew a little five-pointed star beside them, the sort we paint on the lorries so the lads can find them in the dark. He came back this morning with the ticket pinned under his collar, grinning as if the wheel had just stopped at the top.

He said his mother read it on the boat, cried, then laughed, then rang the fair to say she would be waiting on the pier. I still have no idea what it said. I only know the star came out crooked, and he wouldn't let me fix it. Love, Ada