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Sunday afternoon on Folsom Street -- a solid mass of humanity -- thousands of sweaty bodies in all stages of undress. I felt quite out of place in my green polyester shirt. At times, moving through the crowd was next to impossible. Then I spotted these fellows with a bird's-eye-view of the festivity -- definitely a more relaxed way to take it all in.
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Dominate me. You are my master and I am your willing slave.
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I suppose for the uninitiated, the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence need a little bit of explanation. I lifted the following from their website:
Starting in 1979 with just four nuns, the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence are now over 50 members strong. The Sisters are made up of a very unique group of people who are as varied and interesting as our names. One of our greatest strengths is our diversity of perspective; each member brings their own interests, drives and passions to the whole, making us all stronger.
Unlike more traditional nuns, we are an Order of many faiths, religions and beliefs. However we are all united by the vows that each of us take: to promulgate universal joy, expiate stigmatic guilt and serve the community, our fellow Sisters and the Order of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence.
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Holy Cow... Just add ears and you've pretty much got a Batman.
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3 comments:
I think you meant to say "Holy cowl!" But, seriously, yikes, thata outfit in the hot sun? That's a serious commitment to an aesthetic.
My sentiments exactly. Poor Batman probably lost 15 pounds sitting in the sun, wrapped up in plastic.
Great shots of the Sisters. Taking pics in a crowd is not easy.
Call me a stick-in-the mud, but those pristine houses don't look like they're supposed to have half-dressed, sweaty bodies hanging out their windows! But I don't begrudge them their view of this yet-another-amazing SF festival. You see things that I've never heard of or even imagined when it comes to humanity.
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