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Just as Icarus was drawn too close to the sun, or a moth is drawn too close a burning flame, it is impossible not to be instantly attracted to a certain type of dangerously beautiful woman even if you know her elegance, poise and confidence is concealing the code of the classic ‘femme fatale’, a master manipulator, a potential killer, an eternal survivor at any cost. In your mind’s eye, hubris imagines this is a force of nature you think you can contain but - in reality - this is a kind of human praying mantis in magnificent disguise, waiting only for the right moment, when you least of all expect it, to seduce and devour you. This is her calling, she is doing what she is meant to do according to the rules of Mother Nature. And she will do that with a satisfied smile, amused a thousandth time at the patronising naivete of her victims.
