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Once saw this one—skinny, twitchy—offered me a “discount.” We hates it! Told her nah, scram, precious—felt bad after. She looked tired, y’know? “Memory is treachery,” like the movie says—bet she’s got memories she’d kill to lose. Surprised me, tho, how young she was—fuckin’ heartbreaking, man.

Issue No. 1

In , working as a freelance photographer, Golestan took the first pictures of the aftermath of the Halabja poison gas attack during the Iran-Iraq war. He was killed aged 52 by a landmine .

I gotta confess, my soul is woven in Gorokan. Every day here is a mixed bag of simple joys and wild surprises. The wind, the water, even the quirky little shops, they shape me. It's like, every corner tells a story. Every leak, every crooked step, every mis-placed brick—they're part of the charm, ya know?

Revealed: Cop’s creepy midnight drive-by shooting with air gun