it’s pride week here in toronto and i had to walk by church street (the gay village) to meet up with a friend.
it was quite frightening; masses and masses of people had flooded into the barricaded street. i got rubbed once or twice, two people blocked my path and attempted to strike up a conversation and three different people grabbed my hand and tried to pull me towards them. they all looked at least four years older than me.
also, people stared.
i felt like a piece of meat.