How Preconceived Notions Hijack Your Mind

I had a near-death experience. I was on a train to meet some friends outside Paris. People were getting on and off at various stops, and eventually, there were only two of us. The other guy was wearing a sleeveless jean jacket with worn-out biker boots. His knuckles were tattooed, and he had a scar above his right eye. He wasn’t the type of guy I’d want to meet in a dark alley.