Some days I feel really blessed to live in the city I do with the family I do.
Wasn't always Great, and there's some Growing Up Trauma I'm still getting over, but like...
Nobody gives me shit about how I am and live my life. Everyone in this city has their own thing, culture, look, and it's been that way so long that like... You don't give the guy in the viking helmet any shit.
Or the Garey Busey Lookalike trying to blend in with his fellow kids.
Or the genderqueer pirate in the skirt.