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I remember taking my first real high school date to see the movie Jaws -- that summer blockbuster from the mid-'70s that brought sharks as big as houses into the national imagination. I also recall fantasizing that perhaps my date would need to depend on a masculine shoulder in the face of such marine carnage. The truth of the matter is that my hands never stopped gripping my own armrests throughout the movie. She may not have been safe at the shore that summer, but she was certainly safe from me that night.