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I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.If skin were transparent, we’d look pretty much like——Er, wait. Since Quora seems to like to display the first image in a post even before you click on the ‘More’ link, I think I’ll put a prophylactic interstitial image, of some adorable kittens, before I show you what transparent skin would look like.Alright. Everyone feeling all warm and fuzzy? Here we go. You were warned........If skin were transparent, we’d look pretty much like this:So hot, amirite?Actually, the above is kind of the best case. I choose to assume that the subcutaneous fat would be transparent as well, since googling what human fat really looks like—especially belly fat—is even worse:The real problem, though, is that there’d already be a busy design all over everything:A lot of those blood vessels are already visible, even through our barely translucent skin; if it were actually transparent, we’d see every tiny capillary.Put all that together, and we’re talking about a canvas that looks like Jackson Pollock’s already been and gone: it doesn’t exactly scream, “Draw on me!” You’d lose all but the largest of details. Forget about fine lines and subtle shading; you’d have to go heavy tribal just to be seen over all the visual noise.And with all those shades of blood—er, I mean, red—you’d have to give up on most colors showing up, because tattoo inks aren’t opaque; they’re translucent. You’d be stuck with whatever color you can see with a whole bunch of red shining through it. So, your functional palette would wind up being red, orange, brown, diseased-looking gray with a faint greenish tinge, purple, and black:Again, you’d probably wind up with heavy black tribal designs, just for the sake of visibility.So, no. Tattoos would not look good if skin were transparent. It’s possible that tattoos would still exist, but I’m pretty sure I would have invested in burqas instead of learning how to tattoo.

It's dark out, and late, I was just going to take a walk up to the lake... I'll answer this when I return.I'm back... it was a nice walk. I passed a couple of other men I didn't know, said good evening, and sat on a rock and looked at the night sky. Man, it's nice to be so free.

My house is located in a small village of Kerala.Yeah !This is my house. A one storey building made in few cents of land.My parents built this house in 2011, when i was in 9th standard. It’s almost ten years now._____________________________________________Let me brief it up for you.My father is a photographer and my mother, a nurse. We belong to a middle class family. My parents yearned vehemently for an adequate and beautiful house, but never a humdrum one.My father used to spend a lot of hours contemplating about his dream house. He already drew the outer framework of our house one or two years before starting the construction works. The only hurdle to start the work was money.Well, you need some real cheddar to build a house irrespective of its size, bruh !My mother indeed a constant supporter of my father, invigorated him to start the work. She told : Money will come by, let’s start the work anyway.It wasn’t easy. But it happened !My parents!! They together built this house.______________________________________Alright! I will tell you why i love my house.If you ask me which one I would choose between my house and a bungalow, no doubt am gonna answer you my house.Absolutely! Because i love my house. We share a bond that cannot be broken.Despite of being one storey, my house is spacious enough with a hall, three bedrooms ( with attached bathrooms for each), one kitchen and a small work area.The interior of my houseThe partitioned areaThe way out.The lavished over verandah is the unique feature of our house. And it is one of my favorite area.That long piazza.Our old house had no verandah. The small threshold directly guided to the drawing room. So this time my father wanted one.Surely, verandah is a requirement. It is the apt place to sit at evenings and to have some randoms talks with the family, to enjoy the rain and the wind etc.That’s why, our abode has a long piazza from one end to the other.Seriously! It’s the best part of our house.My mother is fully aware to keep our house better with a beautiful garden in front. She takes care of the plants very well.Flowers and nature is a part of our life.Being ecofriendly.She keeps interchanging the plants in the verandah, once in a month to make the total appearance more beautiful.The upper anterior portionSomething extra for a unique lookThe stairsThe window of our kitchenEven when my mother works in the kitchen, she has access to the front side of our house. This helps when she is alone at home.When somebody enters our courtyard to pluck the mangoes from the mango tree near our gate, she can see them. But the fun fact is that, they won’t see my mother.My mother is like ‘You can’t see me.’(John Cena bgm) :pOur house has warm lights outside and it gives a different look for some extent.At night.10 years agoTotal area of house is 1212 square feet.Adding a plan( drawn by myself). Because many friends asked me to share.NB : It’s just an outline. Not professional at all._______________________________________________Home is the paradise on earth.My home ! It’s where i belong.No matter wherever i go, I will come back here. Because it’s the place where i find the real me.Thanks for reading :)I have uploaded more photos. Thank you for the love :)I am overwhelmed !Picture source : My gallery~ Emilda Ambrose