Monday, September 26, 2011

Are We Human or Are We Dancer?

Yesterday's Folsom Street Fair was strange, sexy, and seedy as ever. It's a grown-up spectacle and an intrinsic asset to San Francisco's culture as much as the Opera in its way.
The misty morning gave way to a just-right Fall day. I left around three o'clock, just before everyone's booze kicks in and tipsy turns to topsy. I'm learning, slowly, the art of moderation in the midst of excess. Are We Human or Are We Dancer?
I spent most of my time along 10th Street admiring the gogo dancers on their plinths. Saint Joseph's Church, long abandoned, is an aptly devout backdrop to a festival that celebrates the male physique and the spectrum of des relations sexuelles avec accoutrement.


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