Toronto – Well. What else was one to expect? This is an evolved strain of social lifeform that began in 1981 as a protest. And today, it’s a highly valuable commodity worth millions in tourism dollars and other associated business interests. I can’t do an in-depth review since 1. I’m not familiar with the scene, and 2. I was mainly there for the photo op. And what a helluva photo opportunity it was! Cut loose! The LGBTs (and other spectrum of orientations) really take you for a spin – while you’re propped up in the ass by hundreds of other bystanders with your chest/nuts/others squashed against the fence and other anatomical parts that do not belong to you. My advice: take an inflatable doll – it’s like fishing – all jolly gay ol’ fun. At the end of the ordeal I have two fully-drained batteries, one very sore wrist, one sore throat, two fatigued calves, and one wet camera… it’s all true. Take that however you want – although right now everything seems suggestive since the rainbow is seared onto my retina…
