We raced to reach the parade route on time. The ground was hot, so I was held while my parasol-shaded patch cooled down. I befriended an infant who liked my soft ears. I liked the crumbs on her hands. 
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| this is more like it | 
 
Flamingos were hung outside restaurants with care, with hopes that revelers soon would be there. There were 
dog rescues, 
amazing drag queens, businesses, swag, belly dancers and more!
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| bring on the dogs in strollers! | 
As the processional floats became further and fewer between, I was whisked home to nap. Happy Pride everyone!
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| nappers for equality! | 
 
 
 
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