Slices of Life: A Wandering Wallet

April 22, 2015 · Posted in Life, Slices of Life · Comment 

“What does this tattoo mean?” the guy shouted over the hammering music and touched my forearm. I flinched and looked up – and right then another guy charged at me from my right, through the darkness and a thick wall of paraffin smoke. He grabbed at the ledge of the skate ramp we were sitting on and clambered up. I relaxed, just someone else looking for a quiet place to sit down. We were holed up in a small alcove above the skate ramp to drink the beers we had smuggled in past the doormen. It was dark apart from one led light lancing the paraffin smoke. The alcove was behind one of the screens of the techno party, a little haven away from the dancers and the lights.


Photo: Heli Hintikka


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