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RE: The Taste of a Human Thigh...unfortunately mine, to be specific.
The weirdos one meets on the beach. Your intuition said it all when you felt uncomfortable with his short stubby fingers. Hope your thigh is ok.
Intuition is a fascinating subject. Mine has a long history of accuracy, but not necessarily being listened to.
It is like a ping when I don't listen to my intuition. Like, ping I forgot the umbrella that I fleetingly thought of as I went out or that cardigan when I thought I might need it. I always regret not listing to mine, lol.
That's a great way to describe it.