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I was never one to be living way out on the fringes of society. I did the usual things any rebellious teenage girl would do. Skipped school, smoked cigarettes, smuggled liquor and beer whenever and wherever possible, and dutifully slept with every single boy who would with me. But I never really made it obvious to anyone. I was a total radiohead, worshipped Madonna and any “Z” whatever radio station there was. I never shaved or dyed my hair. There were no actual attempts to try to join a gang that was so obviously coined a “countercultural” group, i.e. the grits, who where the total metalheads, or the punks, that I once tried to listen to entire suicidal tendency album, and then just got bored to death. Instead of joining any one gang, I just had friends I knew in them. I didn’t pledge alleigence to any one except for my girls in the neighborhood. So how I became this tattooed girl I have no idea. But one day, I just thought, that’s what I want and that’s what I did.

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