The traffic light sequenced to green. As she passed  through the crosswalk, Her attention grasped the folded newspaper  she clutched with one hand.  Cuddling a handbag as she strolls. She held  a  pen in her other hand. Her posture bent slightly. Her head bowed in concentration, while her eyes focused on checkered squares through the glasses she wore. Attempting to solve The Crossworld Puzzle while striding along the sidewalk in her saunter uphill; against the traffic direction and grain . She navigated the word maze with the pen. Unfettered to blaring car horns Undistracted to her surroundings but   guided  by only  her peripheral vision and wit. While enamored only  to  puzzling words  of  brain  teasers.