Whenever I meet a new person, I typically tell them that I will eventually offend them. It’s not quite purposeful, but it isn’t always accidental, either. I will say something for shock value; how your body cringes and curls and how your eyes narrow at the words and dart away embarrassed or enraged. What I’m interested in is your reaction, how the sweat beads up on your brow as you realize that maybe no one should speak such words. You, the perfect little specimen who has unwittingly stepped into an awkward moment in which you are now forced to bear, are now subject to the scrutiny of my perceptive eyes as the little twinges in your left shoulder let me know I struck a nerve. Oh, it’s beautiful, how the body moves to react as you try to keep a straight face. But body language will forever say more than the movement of the tongue and lips that verbalize thoughts, and we are all prisoner of our body language.
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