Had I flown halfway around the world to staple sequins to scarves?
In the streets and markets of Luang Prabang
Indulging in nostalgia and poetry, at a clandestine festival somewhere between Moscow and Siberia
Surprising encounters in lonely places
The life a photographer discovered, a generation later
Where would you think I’d feel happier?
We were nervous about visiting a military dictatorship, but the streets radiated joy
How did a village in Africa develop wineries, sachertorte, and an annual May arts festival that attracts visitors from around the world?
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