By Christian Suhr I miss the warmth of standing close together, I miss the thundering sound, I miss the colored lamps, I miss the chanting, I miss the tuktuk, I …
The most dangerous picture I have ever taken: Reflections on heritage and politics in Egypt
By Katrine Mandrup Bach “Labash! I don’t know the word in English – I don’t think there is one. But the situation is very labash” Rawya said. I looked at her …