Well, for the most part the book was sitting in my lap, so unless someone wanted to be a Nosey Parker enough to read over my shoulder and see the book title on the pages, they probably wouldn't know it was called Cunt. Of course /someone/ might have seen the book cover when I would set it down for a minute or whatever, but most of the time the book was in my little bag.

There were SO many people (I was at the big downtown courthouse in Post Office Square), I doubt anyone really noticed me. Except to notice how HOTTTTTT I am.