Today, my younger son, 18, plans to get his second tattoo. The first one was an artful, non-verbal design across his back at shoulder level. Today's is something he is not prepared to discuss -- the word "faith" on his upper left arm.
|Tattoo in progress|
I am intrigued by the fact that he refuses to discuss it.
And, simultaneously, I am delighted not to know.
A successful Yakuza knows how to keep his mouth shut.