In Japan, karaoke is essentially a national sport. Sober, solo, with mates, drunk, in celebration or commiseration, starving off boredom, or avoiding real-life responsibilities, there’s…
We spent our last night in a hotel room opposite Kings Cross listening to Banks and doing crosswords and having crazy fucking good sex and…
The holy river was choked with garbage. Mounds of single-use cups and plastic bags swam alongside shimmering gold fabric and clumps of human hair. On…
