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I don't know what it is. Just a knack, I guess. A special talent. A secret superpower. Take for instance what happened last month. I was on a flight from L.A. after a day of business. It was one of the last flights and the cabin was mostly empty. I was tired. I went back to the head to splash some cold water on my face before landing. As I was walking down the aisle I noticed a girl, looked college-aged, cute, short light brown hair, watching me. She had a curious smile on her face, as if she were about to pull a prank on me and could hardly keep a lid on it. Knowing my superpower, I couldn't help thinking about what she might be considering, but dismissed it. Silly of me. I was selling myself short. I'm not an ugly guy, but I'm no movie star either; I have a good body, no extra fat, some muscle in the right places, but no one would hire me as a male model. People have said there's something about me that's exciting. I don't know. Sometimes I thinks it's a weird kind of ESP; sometimes