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Amdist threats of a crackdown on fun (and nudity, and lewd behavior), the fetishy gays and their fetishy friends gathered under an unseasonably warm sun on Folsom Street on Sunday for the annual Up Your Alley fair. It could be described as a dirtier, and gayer Folsom Street Fair, and this year's fair was no less dirty, and no less naked. But to the SFPD's credit, with the large crowd that gathered (estimated at 12,000), it was a lot harder to spot the exposed genitalia until it was too late. Here are a few pictures (several NSFW!), including a shot of our beloved State Assemblyman Tom Ammiano Senator Mark Leno in conversation with friends while wearing his trusty leather pants.

Attention all gays and super-fetishy others: It's Up Your Alley (a.k.a. Dore Alley) fair weekend, and despite threats of a police crackdown on nudity, we're pretty sure it's going to be as sleazy as ever. Fair organizers have promised a three-tiered disciplinary system when it comes to exposed genitalia and the like: First, a warning; second, an escort out of the fair grounds and a discount pass to Blow Buddies; third, you're handed over to the SFPD. Because of the threat of losing their license for next year's event, organizers are likely to be pretty strict with this, but if things get crowded one can imagine the rules will be difficult to enforce.

The always filthy Up Your Alley Street Fair (a.k.a. Dore Alley) -- which is sort of a smaller, gayer, more distilled and urine-soaked version of Folsom Street Fair -- is being threatened with a loss of permit by the SFPD if fair organizers don't crack down on public sex and nudity at this year's fair. The threat stems from complaints by two individuals about last year's event, one of whom put together an entire website devoted to the many disgusting sights he witnessed (and photographed), including a man multiply peed upon by his friends, and another man jacking off out his third-story window onto the crowd.

Oh lord, what's to be done with these people? It's every week with the loud speakers in Dolores Park, blasting devotional music and testimony and dogma and so forth. You can hear them from blocks away.

Blah blah blah, morality laws -- who cares? It's Dore Alley, the smaller, smuttier, queerer cousin of late-summer's Folsom Street Fair, and it's this Sunday. For one glorious, beautiful day, you can strut around with your ballgag or foxtail buttplug or gladiator outfit or (if you're feeling demure) just a pair of chaps. Our loyal SFist fans couldn't ask for a better opportunity to buy and wear our "Super Fister" tshirt; a tribute to the misperception sometimes created by the name SFist. (Yeah ... sure ... misperception.) Only four shopping days left -- check SF Leather for a kinky business directory, galleries, a forum, and events calendars (as if you aren't a regular shopper at Mr. S). Until the big day, you can work yourself up into a lather at the gallery of Rob Clarke, the guy who draws Dore Alley's come-hither promotional image. See you Sunday, sluts!