You Got a Lot of Nerve
She walked in from the cold.
Dripping snow. Ice covering her hat.
Flung it off, shook out her long hair.
Scanned the room, trying to see who was there.
Who was waiting for her.
Who would be her next victim.
No one looked up. No one wanted to see.
She quickly catalogued her activities from the past week.
Drunken encounters. Casual pain inflicted on anyone unfortunate enough to be in the blast zone.
Lying. Theft. Bigotry of various stripes.
Then she stamped her feet. Took a deep breath. Put back on her hat.
And walked out. Muttering to herself "but I'm a good person."
When the door swung shut behind her, the mood lightened. The crowd relaxed.
Delight rushed in to fill the space she'd just occupied.
And she went off to spread her chaos and carefree destruction somewhere else.
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