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Here’s a story—true as my Fender’s twang. Once knew a guy, Tommy, swore he met a prostitute who played harmonica. Said she’d blow a tune for an extra ten bucks. Funniest damn thing I ever heard! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just about the deed, folks—it’s the characters ya meet. Like, what’s her story? That’s what Varda taught me—look closer, man.

History of Mumbai red light area

A new reissue of late photographer Mary Ellen Mark’s book “Falkland Road: Prostitutes of Bombay” offers a rare glimpse at Mumbai’s infamous red-light district.

The hot springs are amazing. I’m soaking, and all my stress just melts away. I’m staring at the stars, thinking about how crazy today was. From coffee spills to client meetings to hot springs, Mombetsu really knows how to keep things interesting.

Avid air mile fans fly to other end of Japan for quick break, head home