This morning, I was on my way to Penn Station and a group of loud, obnoxious women go on. They were so rowdy it was like being in a hellish ghetto sorority. I could hear their cackling clearly over my music, which was at max volume. I was so focused on blocking them out, I almost didn’t notice that the woman dressed head to toe in pink was a man in drag. That’s when I realized today was the Pride Parade. I had wanted to go with my friends to show my support for them, but I completely forgot it was this weekend. I was just glad I wouldn’t be stuck anywhere else near the ghetto sorority girls, who were apparently going to the parade.
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