Black and grey realism tattoo of a rolled dollar bill with a portrait and a die beside it, on the upper arm.

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Rolled banknote and dice on an arm

Realism · Upper arm · Black and grey · Photo

A rolled banknote, banded in the middle, fills the centre of the image, with a portrait, fine engraved lines and printed lettering rendered in shading. A die with dot pips sits to the left in a lighter, simpler style. The work is in black and grey with soft, graduated shading on the skin, and a partly visible red and black star tattoo appears at the top right.

Realism Upper arm Banknote Money Dollar bill Portrait Dice

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dennis Vole came into the back room of the Ship Hotel on a Thursday with his wages rolled tight and held by a red rubber band, the way his mother had taught him to carry anything worth keeping. Nobody in Harrow Quay liked to see a man count money in public, so he didn't. He laid the roll on the green baize beside a die worn smooth at the corners, and said he would take the first throw.

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Tamsin Peck kept the book for the room and had kept it for thirty years. She sat with her spectacles on a cord and her hands folded, and she watched him the way a heron watches a pond that has been stocked. He rolled a six and a five and laughed. She rolled two sixes and did not laugh at all. By nine o'clock he had lost the wages, then the rent he had hidden in his boot, then the watch his father left him, and each time he pushed the roll a little further across the cloth as if it were a dog he was sending for a stick.

When the last throw came up one, Tamsin reached over without a word and drew the roll towards her. She slid off the band, unwound the notes one at a time, and held the outer one to the lamp. Under it was newspaper cut to the same size, rolled around a single real note, and Dennis knew the cut because he had made it himself, years before, in a kitchen that smelt of linseed. Tamsin said nothing about that. She wound the paper back into a tight cylinder, snapped the red band over it, and dropped it into the drawer with the others.