The Exterminator

Rose Room at the Main Library, Tuesday.

A Man at my reading table lets out a peculiar sound, something between a sigh, a yelp and a growl.

Then he stays silent.

However, an hour later Man whips out an unlabeled aerosol can & and attacks himself with it, vigorously spraying a scented cloud about his head and torso.  Just as quickly, he tucks it away.  Quiet entertainment, public library-style.

Cooties: Eliminated

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