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Lipstick and kiss print on a forearm
Realism · Forearm · Mixed · Photo
The tattoo shows a lipstick tube with a red bullet, a silver and grey case and a black cap, next to a red lip kiss print. The lipstick and cap are shaded with smooth gradients and soft highlights, while the kiss mark has a textured, slightly broken finish. The subject sits centrally against blurred indoor background, with red and black ink dominating the composition.
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The tube rolled out from under the bench on platform four just as the 17:42 hissed into the station, and you trapped it under your shoe before it could drop into the gap. Red bullet worn to a slant on one side, a black cap as smooth as river stone, the silver case dented near the base. Nobody claimed it. You stood there with the doors sliding open and closed around you and thought about whoever had sat on that bench and checked their colour in a dark window while they waited.
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You kept it in your coat pocket for three days. Every morning you walked through the ticket barrier with your hand closed around it like a coin. Hetty at the buffet counter noticed it on the Tuesday, when you fumbled for change and it knocked against the tea caddy. She asked whose it was. You said you didn't know, which was true, and she gave you a look that said she didn't believe you but would let it go.
On Friday you took it to the lost property office, a cupboard with a hatch and a clerk called Desmond who kept a biro behind one ear. He turned the tube over under the strip light, read the faint lettering on the case, and sighed as if he had been waiting years for someone to bring him something worth the trouble. He wrote your name in the ledger and said the owner rode the 6:10 every Thursday from the coast, and that she had been asking after it all week.
On Thursday you stood at platform four again. The 6:10 pulled in, and a woman in a grey mac stepped down, looked at the bench, then at you. You held out the tube. She uncapped it, leaned over the open ledger on the ledge of the hatch, and pressed her mouth to the page beside her signature, leaving a red print that was only slightly smudged.
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