Tom has a scar on his left shoulder where his landlord shot him with a .38.
A scar on his chin where a retired Army doctor tried to remove a cyst,
bungling an impromptu operation in Tom's living room in Hermosa Beach.
"Damn. There goes my modeling career," he'd said.
A partially removed tattoo of a cross,
amateurishly rendered and aged blue-black, on his upper arm.

His thick fingers are darkened and cracked by his work.


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