Taking Stage

As she danced up the middle of the group, parading her chalky-blonde hair spiked with wires and product, she knew she was doing things right.

Everyone else looked good; fancy dresses, hair carefully coiffed, makeup painted thick. But she, she was the centre of attention. Pants and a vest, a wild mess on top, and a face as clean as if she had just stepped out of the shower.

The gathering was ready for her sermon, and as she reached the front, she stretched her arms wide to take them all in.

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