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anxiousOn Saturday, Clara, Summer and myself joined Rev. Ron Robinson at the Brady Theater here in Tulsa.
Summer and I thought that we were watching the Pride Parade with them. We were wrong.
Turns out, we are marching in it.
Holding a banner for the community center that Ron runs.
I'm wearing flip flops. I worked at 5:45 in the morning.
My feet hurt. My knees hurt.
However.... It was the most incredible experience I've ever had. So much fun.
So many people! Only a small group of protesters. So much love!
I can't wait to march next year. I'll wear better shoes.
I had to work again the next day. My feet hurt. My knees hurt.
"Christian Fundamentalist" kept trying to talk to me. I had so hoped he heard I marched.
I guess he didn't. That would get him to leave me alone.
At least, I'm not the only one that fell for his smug smugface.
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