With customers vanishing, there are a lot of idle hands.
Bright colored umbrellas bobbled by. Carrots and peas in the stewy grey sky.
Hammam Amman and on and on
Caution: The following contains graphic descriptions of a grown man having a bath. You’ve been warned. S.A.M. doesn’t ordinarily go in for massages. Or spa treatments. I’ve come around to foot […]
Shit My Staff Says, Vol. 3
I was riding to work one morning and after riding in silence for some time, my driver spoke during a pause in traffic. “Excuse me, Pak. I’m sorry for the smell.” I […]