Image from the San Francisco AIDS Foundation Okay, there won’t be a colour guard flag dancing to Total Eclipse of the Heart, nor will a bevvy of tight-sweatered cheerleaders rush in and form a pyramid while holding sparklers in their teeth.  And whereas you may not want to piant your

  Once a year, as the day’s light develops its golden October hue, Castro Street takes on a look akin of yesteryear, when bronzed boys hung out of listing Victorians and a sea of the Eureka Valley’s villagers grooved amongst the beer gardens and cotton candy booths below. True, the