[aesop_video width=”100%” align=”center” src=”vimeo” id=”213391515″ disable_for_mobile=”on” loop=”off” autoplay=”off” controls=”on” viewstart=”off” viewend=”off”] My Story I am Kamran Ali, a cyclist and a photographer, born and raised
In January 2016, I came to Ushuaia, Argentina with nothing but a wild dream to travel 26,000 km from Ushuaia to Alaska on a bicycle—a
After a day long cycling on a flat road, I find myself at the beach. In front of me is the peaceful Caribbean Sea. As
“I came to prostitution seven and half years ago because I needed work. I didn’t study so couldn’t get a job. I live alone in Medellin
“My name is Diego. I am from Medellin. I don’t have a family and live alone here. I love drawing. When I was a kid
Is suicide bombing a tradition in Pakistan? While cycling across South America, the first question I get on the road is, “where are you from?”
It was a crisp winter morning. My mum had bathed me and applied Surma (kohl) to my eyes. Then she made me wear brown pyjama
Tatacoa is also called as the Valley of Sorrows because of the sadness it evokes. As I sat on the edge and watched the sun
Because of the robbery incident in which my Macbook Pro and other valuables were stolen from my hotel room in Pitalito last week, I have
Has it ever happened to you that you were afraid to see a person because you knew it would be hard to say goodbye? Or,
It is Colombia’s most dangerous road. They call it El Trampolin de la Muerte or The Trampoline of Death. The road is carved out of
After staying in Quito for six weeks, working tirelessly day and night from the hotel room on a dozen photo essays that I recently published
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