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tattoos and praying hands I've done.

Don't get me wrong,

not that those are bad tattoos.

It's just there was a time

when to be tattooed,

extensively, meant you lived outside

the structures of conventional society.

Now it's become conventional practice.

Tattoo is commonplace.

I don't know, maybe that's a good thing.

It's good for business.

You know, art for me is like newborn baby.

It's innocent, you know,

and not contest for judgment

or for "wow, a trophy, man."

Great tattoo artist. I don't care.

It's art.

- Yeah.

- You understand?

You're different.

- Yeah?

- It's not a question.

I can see it. You're a rare breed.

Hey.

Where'd you go?

F***!

Whoa. What is this place?

The Artist is a collector.

This is the garrote.

It was used to execute Spanish prisoners.

Would you like to see how it's used?

No. I'm good.

But I wanna use you. Come here.

I wanna f***.

Oh!

Wow. These designs are beautiful.

Yes, they are.

- Hey, you want a drink?

- Sure. Yeah.

Uh-uh!

Oh, f*** yeah.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Mm. Hey. So...

Your apprentice told us that

that was human skin.

It's not really human, is it?

Yes, it really is.

- You see, in the Yakuza culture...

- The Yakuza?

- I'm sorry...

- No, it's ok.

The Yakuza are members of a trans-national

organized crime syndicate in Japan.

In their culture, the tattoo artist

owns the art and canvas, or skin,

once the person passes on.

- So were you the artist?

- I wish. No, I...

I obtained this piece

from a very dear friend of mine.

Wow. That's crazy.

Well, you know, crazy to you, perhaps,

but, you know, it is their tradition.

And it's... it's a great honor

to be tattooed.

Hey, buddy. Steph and I

are gonna go back to the hotel.

- Uh, have you seen Amy?

- She left with Brock.

I saw them leave...

fall down the stairs earlier.

She's probably back at the hotel partying.

Ok. We'll catch up with you later, buddy.

I like this one. What does it mean?

Great choice. Its literal translation...

"Love forever."

F***! Hey. Slow down.

I don't wanna bust yet.

- Harder. Harder!

- Oh, f***!

I'm gonna come. Almost.

Oh, f***!

F***ing b*tch!

So, Amy, what do you do

back in the States?

Mm, I'm a student.

And I'm supposed to go to

medical school in a couple of months.

Um, we're here on vacation.

And I really like it.

There's some doubt in your voice

about medical school.

Am I that transparent?

Yeah, I mean, it's what I should do.

I'm just not sure if it's what I want to.

Should do? Said who?

Boyfriend?

You dictate your own destiny.

You still have time

to find your true passion.

True.

Sometimes...

you don't know until you try something.

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