One more reason why New York City ain't what it used to be: not only are there no more leather bars, but there are also fewer and fewer places to have hot anonymous sex. If we didn't get to break out our leather armbands and watch Chi Chi LaRue and assorted porn boys roll into town for events like Folsom Street East this weekend, we might as well be living in, like, Cleveland or something! (Though something tells us they have more leather bars and anonymous sex than we do anyway.) (villagevoice.com; FSE photos by istolethetv @ flickr.com)