Memories of a 30 years old tattoo

I approach him and ask: what’s that on your hand? He says: a tattoo.
Me: of what?
Him: isn’t it clear?
Me: it is. Since when did you have it?
Him: 30 years
Me: who is she?
Him: hmmmm. It’s history now
Me: you’re married to a different woman?
Him:yes
Me: is she fine with you having that tattoo?
Him: yes. She should be. it happened before we got married.
Me: do you have kids?
Him: yes 4. 2 are married. They got used to the tattoo as well.
Me: (pointing to his hand) what’s her name?
Him: (looking at the tattoo) Laila

A conversation at the gas station tat

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