A Mechanic Explains His Tattoos

My tattoos are of maps, for I am a cartographer. When I see things, I map them. For example, I work at a mechanics shop, and the other day three girls walked in. After talking to them for ten minutes about their muffler, I could draw a map of them. I did not show them of course. Maps, to me, define things, but retain their beauty. I could write a million novels about those girls, but the description would still be cold. Maps are the opposite; they’re faithful. For that reason, I have drawn onto my body maps of ink.