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If you spot someone with this tattoo on their hand, you had better know what it means

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Tattoos and body markings can mean all manner of different things to different people. What is celebrated in one part of the world can be viewed as inappropriate somewhere else; a sigil or illustration that has significant meaning in one place might look like random squiggles in another.

I think it’s safe to assume that human beings have been expressing themselves and promoting messages through their appearances for about as long as we’ve been around as a species.

Unless you live on a remote island somewhere, you’ll be used to seeing people sporting tattoos. Some might be trivial designs they regret getting when their were young, but others can have deep, impactful connotations, those that tell stories or adhere to customs or traditions…

I don’t know about you, but I find it particularly interesting when I see the same tattoo on a number of different people. That is to say I’m instantly intrigued as to what the tattoo in question means, and just why the person in question thought it was so important that they wanted to wear it as a visible marker for the rest of their lives.

One that I’ve seen a good many times over the years – and, until now, never thought to research, I might add – is that of the so-called ‘red string of fate’.

It’s highly likely that some of our readers will recognize the small, red tattoo, but there’s every chance that its symbolic meaning is not known to many of those who have seen it before.

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