Eyes are windows to the soul

A Russian poet who was visiting a wealthy American in his home noticed a huge, magnificent moose head mounted on the wall. He asked his host how he could shoot such an impressive animal. “It was easy,” said the American. “He didn’t look me in the eye. If he had looked me in the eye,…

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