Tormented

Lately seen on the fetching arms of NYC women have been tattoos of a manual typewriter, the Little Prince, and a long graph (was that her stock portfolio?), but I haven’t seen any that crib the demons tormenting St. Anthony in Michelangelo’s first painting, now on view at the Met after a restoration. While admiring the fish scales (thanks to his local fish monger) of the beast at ten o'clock, I heard the guard say "no photos" in five languages.