But the people in the bars aren’t necessarily going to be gay men or women. You can still find rainbows in the Castro. Leather and handcuffs. I used to think to myself, “If the folks back in New Hampshire could see me now.” Fourteen years ago there were men in leather chaps, with and without jeans underneath, shops that sold “campy” items – or gay S&M gear, and feather boas. It hit me in a recent visit to the Castro district in San Francisco, a city that I left fourteen years ago for the sunshine of southern California. What’s lost, or at least slowly disappearing, is what was once easily recognized as a separate gay culture. But whenever something is gained – in this case, acceptance in the general public – something is lost. Lots of corporations celebrate too, because they don’t see the risk in supporting the gay community that they once did. It’s June, the month that cities around the country celebrate LGBTQI pride.
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