An Empress in black leggings and Crocs stands waiting for the bus, a walking cane resting in one of her hands. Between her feet, an snail sits unnoticed, completely outside her attention. As she shifts her stance, her foot comes down over it. The pressure of her sole crushes it instantly beneath the soft tread. She notices only after the contact, glancing down briefly before stepping aside to a new spot. Then, without another thought, she resumes waiting — completely indifferent to what just happened beneath her feet.