Then she peels off her clothes. The Amazonian snake tattoo starts on her right foot, winding up her leg, her hip, her torso. It ends around her shoulder and chest, a piercing a glint in the snake's eye. I stare.
"I know" she says. "I wanted something unexpected".
At the risk of making this less interesting, I should mention I am in my gym's locker room.
San Francisco, you will always surprise me.