These women on motorcycles were the coolest part of the show at the Chicago Gay Pride Parade. They’d stop and hang back for a while to open up some room in front of them, then they’d punch it and come surging forward, engines growling obnoxiously as they roared past the crowd.
It was really cool.
Hmm. Did I call them “women on motorcycles”? That’s kind of an unwieldy phrase, isn’t it?
I sure hope they thought up something catchy to call themselves…
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