Every morning she makes her coffee, strong and black like her eyes, she puts on her armor of sweet wool sweater and fluffy hairy boots and the war paint on her face and goes to fight the world. She has to fight with the dirty look that this old man at the bus stop gives her because he doesn’t understand that she dresses as she likes, she has to fight against that old lady who says she’ll never get married if she keeps being so ”irreverent” -what the old lady means is she’ll scare every man if she keeps being that strong and determined, but the old lady doesn’t even know it-. She has to kick with her look t