A Whiff of Shark
You've seen them on television and in person. Well-dressed and well-spoken, they are attractive and bright. If you were to go down a checklist of favorable qualities, they would have most of the superficial ones but then . . . you sense . . . the aroma of shark.
Hard to define. Tough to pin down. Just why you feel this is a mystery but it may be produced by ancient survival skills. It is as if some long-ago ancestor is whispering, "Flee."
I follow that advice. Perhaps I've missed the chance to know some genuinely nice people but when it comes to warning systems, I suggest paying attention to the primal.
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