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Laundry

On a brilliant and sunny Saturday along Wangjiamatou Lu (王家码头路). A photog friend once said to me that she never liked photographing old houses on the weekends. “Too…

Haircare

I found him standing by the pavement, staring into the distance. He was wrapped in a large plastic sheet with a giant plastic clip cinched near his neck. His hair…

Malchik*

“The tanks are coming! The enemies are surrounding us!” he screamed, dodging bullets from the machine guns spraying from all sides. “Fatty! Quick! Hand me the grenade!” Fatty,…

Work’s Momentum

In their hands, these workers carried bricks that once made up houses that are now no more, in neighborhoods that the next generation will have no idea once existed….