

When I was downtown on Thursday night, there were hundreds of cops patrolling the streets. Groups of 6-8 officers gathered casually and you could see these pods of police on every street corner. There were cops on horses, riding jovially down the main streets. This is the day before the Festival had even begun.

On Friday after I saw a baseball game, there were throngs of partying people. Masses of scantily clad folks paraded down the sidewalks laughing and cajoling and the police presence was imminent. There were several gangs of Motorcyclers revving down the main drag and there was an eerie tension of excitement in the air.
Apparently, there were no major incidents, but now that Toronto has become Canada's violence capital, it was nice to see our Boys (and Belles) in Blue out in full force.
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