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Ari remained in quite the mood for the next couple of hours, perking up from grim to pleasantly murderous when we tracked a trail of fights that had broken out to the brahns responsible. Sure, these pug-like demons looked cute, all wrinkle-faced, even wearing rainbow doggie collars, but one brush with these fuckers and a person was lost to the darkness.
Pride, sadly, was a perfect venue for these demons to ply their trade. For all the people living loud and proud, totally confident with whomever they were and whomever they loved, there were those grappling with all kinds of identity issues. These people came down here hoping for connection and community. Many of them found it.
But sometimes these demons found them first, sucking them in with their adorable big eyes. A single pat on th
