Bob Howe writes, "In 1992, at age 34, I decided to get a tattoo. I'm a speculative fiction writer. I wanted something grounded in the natural world, that symbolized the connection between inner and outer space, and that was unequivocally male without being bellicose. I wanted something that wasn't a momentary fad, that was timeless and eternal: I chose Jupiter. Two years later, Shoemaker-Levy 9 slammed into the face of the planet, altering it forever."
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