[Nuzzolese]

Against her better judgement she attempts to satiate her ravenous curiosity. All signs say "back off! turn away! beware of dog!" All instincts of self preservation should be forcing her to keep a distance and avoid eye-contact.

But somewhere in the middle of the raging tempest of aversion is a tiny lifeboat of tenacity, and it's flashing her in the eyes with an unignorably bright light. It's a light that pleads "keep going! There's something there for you! You'll never sleep at night if you don't find out!" Is this stupidity or bravery? No guts no glory, right? But at the expense of whose guts? How will this end? Will it ever end? Who stands to get hurt?

If only it were this thrilling outside of my own imagination.