“I wish to end the delusion that good is gained by evil means, or that even maintaining my own economic and physical security is something to be defended by means of violence. I believe that idea to be a lie.”
Philadelphia’s Kensington neighborhood is the East Coast’s largest open-air drug market whose strong, inexpensive heroin attracts drug users from all over the country. Some locals commute there to score. Some work as guides, helping visitors shop and procure clean needles. The overdose rate is high. Rape, murder, and violence are common. Dead bodies end up in the bushes. As one user put it: “People think we are having fun down here. Are you insane? I live under a bridge.” The city doesn’t know what to do about it.
Five years after a devastating earthquake and tsunami hit Japan, a husband is still searching the sea for his missing wife, joined by a father looking for his daughter.
Against all odds, Iraq’s religious tourism infrastructure has endured.