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Hmmm, in all the years I attended, I never experienced anyone being snooty or such.
I had a boyfriend all those years, but we never vanted to be alone. We loved being with a big group of our gay and straight friends, on an unusually fun day at the Park precisely because everyone else seemed so outgoing and friendly -- obviously with the keen awareness we were all participating in a giant group funfest.
Alas it was the same fun-fest year after year, and so the vicious circle began of less friends attending, less fun, and even less friends attending.
Oi, now I'm never gonna get to go to a GayDay with Brad Cricket, one of my bestest gay pals.
Wanna meet me there for a quick couple of hours in the early morning, Mr. Cricket? It's killing me that we'll never do a GayDay together. Just seems wrong.
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