Arriving around 1:30
Cameras, phones everywhere.
Two hours in, hippie girls crouch on the floor of Duane Reade’s making their sign.
Broadway wasn’t closed; people piled up on either side of it.
I’m bushed. Today I did my bit for the leather community and for the queer community, mostly just showing up to help move boxes, lend my body and voice, and promote the organizations I’m part of.