Hitting down on the Keyboard

A woman with manicured nails is off in on world at the library's computer.

Total lack of awareness, stuck on the methadone.

She was totally unaware.

If she asked everyone in the library for a piece of gum -it was fine.

With her-she spoke so load that the folks with the headphones could hear her.  She was unaware.  She didn't care.

She hit down on the computer keys with her manicured nails to the annoyance of the librarians whose shush-shushing noises began a cadence of music and sound.  

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