the city pays homage to a huge segment of it's population
every year.
It culminates in a huge street parade where drag queens ,
dikes on bikes and boys in little Speedos all have their
moment in the spotlight.
The atmosphere is a blur of mirror balls, George Michael
tributes, the revving of Harley Davidson's and the beats
of the campest tunes of the previous year.
The street the morning after is a pot pourie of
broken heels, champagne corks , wigs, tiaras, and glitter;
that would even make Mariah Carey's closset look like
a sombre affair.
Gay and proud are the streets of Sydney. streetspaghetti
loves this.. don't you?
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