*Opening the door to the parlor, you notices the sweet scent of fresh flowers, mostly lilacs and lotus. In the backgroup over the buzz of the tattooing gun one can hear anything form the classical music favored in Japan to the latest music of local artist, it all depends on the owners mood at the time. Hand drawn and painted tattoo concepts line every inch of wall space and a few books with real pictures of tattoos lay about the room. A couch against one wall and scattered bean bags add seating for those waiting for their turn under the needle. Standing before you is an asian woman*
