1112.
I went to Hanmer (it's a place near here with hot pools) a little over a year ago, with bruises and cane stripes on my thighs, boobs and back. I ended up just forgetting about them and having a good time with my friends
The fact is I highly doubt anyone would actually say anything to me about them (it's not really human nature to do so) and I'm usually so oblivious to my surroundings I don't notice stares and whispered conversations.
Besides, I wear my marks with pride, and, if I happen to shock a person or two, then job done
