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And one day I got my hands on a tattoo machine.
The world suddenly offered me a new perspective, a new media, a new concept; suddendly i had this feeling of imperative, something blowing eagerly inside, with passion, violent and at the same time comforting and.. unforced, essential.
After a while, this feeling grew stronger and stronger, and one day it just became obsessing, mesmerising and, as an opium smoker, i left everything to fulfill this craving.
France-Belgium, Belgium-Dublin, and finally London. My luggage lost at the airport, no money, nowhere to stay, just a few clothes, and a couple of tattoo machines.. a new life was starting.
London turned out to be an ordeal with its share of tears, wonderings, doubts and insecurity; i was not aware back then that it would be beneficial for my own enlightment.
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