She walked through the streets carelessly because she had no fear and perhaps that was a good thing, for the world had enough cowardice to flood. I had asked her once if she ever taught herself to deny such a strong emotion and she said no, that she was simply born without it. Forgetting my manners, I told her that she was mad to be such an enigma but she did not take my words to heart - "We all must reveal our freakish side to others in order to truly live." I took her words as truth and decided to smile more until I died.