Traversing Pride

Pride is a moving buffet of butts, bulges, and bodies — and I’ve got the best seat in the house. My camera’s mounted to my wheelchair, and I shoot each frame by flicking a shutter release with my tongue. Every click is a taste of the action: swaying hips, bouncing asses, and the kind of street meat that makes a parade worth watching. From crotch-level, the world looks a lot different — hotter, sweatier, and a lot more fun to photograph. Traversing Pride isn’t your typical parade coverage. It’s the view no one else gets: low, intimate, and unapologetically turned on. These images aren’t sanitized for Instagram — they’re raw, sweaty, and capture exactly what I’m seeing as I roll through the chaos, tongue working, camera clicking, catching every delicious detail.