Don’t Judge a Book By its Cover
”It all started when I accidentally scratched a car in a parking lot. I was feeling terrible about it, so I went to find the owner to apologize. A sweet, elderly woman answered the door, and, to my relief, she was totally cool about the whole thing. She even told me not to worry about it and sent me on my way.”
”It turns out that she had been involved in several gruesome murders back in the ’80s. I’m talking about people being chopped into pieces and stuffed into trash bags kind of gruesome. The same woman who had been so kind and understanding with me had been capable of such horrors.”
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