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The look a shark gets just before its eyes roll into the back of its head and it strikes in blood lust.
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“To a naïve shark…..an octopus looks like an easy meal.”
“Unfortunately…..octopuses are protected by a variety of defensive adaptations.”
“ If none of these tactics work, the octopus will eject a thick cloud of black ink into the water and disappear amid the distraction.”
But those years of hairdressers magic have taken their toll on the ink sacs also.