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Duizenden liepen de Pride Walk vandaag

Duizenden mensen liepen vandaag de Pride Walk door de stad, de jaarlijkse demonstratie voor gelijke rechten voor de regenbooggemeenschap. Het is de officieneuml;le start van Pride Amsterdam.
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