Help me trust you, company B.
I like the words, the ideas and the warm thrill of security.
But then, you hand me off to a browser, to click here and there and add all manner of information and it looks awfully risky and non-specific.
So I leave it all for later. A lot later. Perhaps never.
Because the warm thrill of security seems a distant mirage when you hold my feet to the fire of confused hellish uncertainty.
That’s too far to go. And I am a born adventurer!
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