I think I have a knack for alienating people.
But I am constantly inundated by people pretending to be who they are not.
Men and women, perhaps not even who they represent themselves as, seem hellbent on making life difficult.
They resurrect old feelings, old fears, bad memories.
Everyone says the same things, but of course not all of them can be right.
This must be the season of the scam, the time when it is most prudent to begin to fleece the unsuspecting.
But this sheep has been sheared before. She knows the routines. She recognizes the sounds.
She is not ready to repeat the experience.
Ever.
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