The Session Will Find You / Part Three

At different stages there are people pissing on their bedroom walls while asleep, fully clothed in the pool of some stupidly good rooftop terrace overlooking Copacabana, ending up on the wrong end of a drug dealer’s peculiar taekwondo manoeuvre and more unhinged and tropical occurrences. I’m told those instances were all me, but I can’t … Continue reading The Session Will Find You / Part Three

Berlin; The Kreuzberg Diaries

4 a.m. at a guess, but who knows. Sleep has been foregone for at least the night previous to this, causing the correlation and chronology of events to blur. At this stage, knowing for sure would only be detrimental anyway. Having just politely declined the advances of a chap who wanted to do the naughtiest … Continue reading Berlin; The Kreuzberg Diaries

The Philippines; Duterte’s War on Drugs

  She says she could smell the corpse before she could see it. Upon rounding the next corner in the Pasay district of Manila, her sense of sight confirmed the lingering, rotting smell. Three bodies, the pool of claret around them long dried out, almost as dark as the tarmac. Over their faces, stickers covered … Continue reading The Philippines; Duterte’s War on Drugs