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Alice walked slowly down the brightly lit hallway. She wasn't exactly sure which room she was expected in, but at least she was early for her shift. Numerous doors lined the walls, various sounds resounding from each.

"Are you lost?" a passing aid asked.

"Umm...yes." Alice replied. "Would you happen to know where room 214 is?"

"Down the hall, to your left. Six doors down!" the aid answered.

"Thanks!" Alice said hesitantly. She was still very nervous for her first day on the job.

    "Look what I swiped from work, Jordan!" Abe cheered. He held up a spray bottle.
    "Oh, nice, glass cleaner," I replied. "Are you a kleptomaniac now?"
    I was lying in bed, wearing nothing but briefs, and reading a book. My lightly muscle toned hairy body was on top of the covers. Abe, my handsome Latino boyfriend, was in a wife beater and boxers, his thin, wiry body next to mine.
    "It's the stuff!" he exclaimed.
    "Sanitizer?" I asked, putting my book aside.

    "Okay," Police officer Ned said, "what the hell happened?"
    "Just Pride," I commented.
    "I've seen Pride before," he spat. "Couple hundred homos in the square, playing their music and dancing drag queens with rainbows and glitter. A bit to clean up, gotta control some of the protesters, but... what the hell?"
   
    What HAD happened?

A click can be heard on the computer screen as it briefly flickers and a familiar face fades into view.