Sets that only exist whole. Here the light was not drawn by me. It was found. Four essays from a single trip, in February and March 2019.
A country that measures its own progress by happiness, not by GDP. I went to teach meditative photography and spent six days being taught.
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The largest gathering of people on the planet. A city built from scratch on the riverbank to receive tens of millions of people, and taken down afterward.
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The city where the pyres never go out. They call it the city of the dead, but those who move there are looking for the opposite.
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We left Varanasi before Shivaratri and went up. Another altitude, another cold, and people carrying the day on their backs along the trail.
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