Colour realism tattoo of a green-faced man in a fedora, lifting his hat brim, with an orange glow behind him, on the calf.

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Green-faced man in a fedora on a calf

Realism · Calf · Colour · Photo

A realistic portrait of a man in a dark fedora, raising its brim with one hand, with a furrowed brow and a lip tinged with blood. The face and hand are shaded in green and teal with smooth blended transitions, set against a bright orange and yellow background, and a purple and pink scarf runs along the bottom edge. The portrait fills the frame, with the tattoo wrapping the calf.

Realism Calf Portrait Man Hat Scarf Hand

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Mallory had been dead for nine days when he walked into the Blue Lamp on Carver Street, and nobody in the place looked up except me. The orange neon of the sign bled across the wet pavement behind him, and the purple scarf at his throat was the one his widow had buried him in, or so the rumour went. I had signed the death certificate myself. Dr Hollis had been sloppy with his pen that week, and I had been sloppy with my questions.

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He didn't sit. He stood by my table with one hand on the brim of his grey fedora, lifting it an inch as if to show he still had his manners. His skin had the colour of pond water in March. A thin line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, bright as a cherry, and he didn't wipe it away.

"You stopped looking for me, Inspector," he said. "That was the mistake."

I told him the case was closed. He laughed, and the laugh came out wet. "Closed is a word for a drawer. Open the drawer. The envelope's still in there with my name on it, and so is yours."

I opened the drawer. He was gone before I found the envelope, and all that was left on the table was the damp print of a hand and the sharp smell of orange peel.