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Saturday, January 05, 2002

Work of Art

I moseyed down to Paia for dinner, sat alone at the window table of the crepe/Indian place (they have a couple curries, which is as close as you get to an Indian place on Maui). A band of dayglow neo-hippies parked themselves outside on the trunk of their car and placed a to-go order. One of them was a girl with green pants, and a blue top which left her back completely bare, framing the top half of a wrap-around blue and green tattoo. I don't normally go for tattoos, but the ensemble of the girl, the tattoo, and the particular shades of green and blue made a work of art. (The girl herself reminded me of Tara back when I first met her. It's appropriate, then, that as I was leaving one of the band pulled out a pair of fire poi.) One of them backed against the window to take a picture of the gang, and just before the shot I held up bunny ears over her head from behind the window. The smiles turned to roaring laughter and some of them almost fell off the hood. FLASH It will be an amusing photo. Tattoo girl flashed me a peace sign back (either that, or disembodied bunny ears).

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