Despite what some researchers call the "Jaws effect," sharks aren't actually as dangerous as people think. Shark diving lets people see it for themselves.
We had a walk down the strip and asked people why they got the tattoos they got.
The same gender ambiguity that makes trans Indians social pariahs also grants them a holy status among some Hindus.
The influx of tourists over winter has created a booming micro industry for migratory sex workers in Queenstown.
I came to see lights. Instead I only saw clouds and disappointed people on a windy beach. So I asked them why they'd come.
This weekend getaway featured a two-headed goose, a guy dressed up as a sexy goat, and some light chanting.
A boy in a panda hat doing NOS balloons, couples fingering each other in sleeping bags, and a strange tent-human hybrid.
"I've seen everything from gangland turf wars to drunken fools thinking they can take on seven-foot-tall bouncers."
The Republic of Texas Rally is an annual bacchanal of bikers, boobs, and Skynyrd secessionists. But one month after the Waco shootout, the rally is under siege.
First we go to Afghanistan to see how the country is faring as US troops withdraw from the longest war in American history. Then we take a close look at the deep religious and cultural tensions in France.
It's also a great day trip if you want to be reminded that you can be vaporized in a matter of seconds.
Chambres de Bonne, or "maid's rooms," are studios whose inhabitants make do with around 100 square feet.
I went to the places where builders, butchers, doctors, and other nocturnal laborers go after a hard night's work.
I talked to a couple of experts about how the Romanian coastline got so polluted.
i-D caught up with the celebrated artist about her first exhibition in Turkey, how photographers need to declare themselves as photographers (not visual artists), and why her very American work is loved across the globe.
Locals feel the recent influx of tourists is starting to change the city, with naked Italians and drunk men dressed as bananas passed out in the streets becoming ordinary sights.
Clinton Correctional Facility, the prison from which two murderers escaped this weekend, has long had a terrifying reputation among New York State inmates. I should know—I used to be one.
The cabin is quiet as we make our descent. I'm not a religious person, but I silently pray. As we approach the ground, the only thing I hear is the flight attendant screaming, "BRACE, BRACE, BRACE, BRACE."
This is one way to test your relationship.
I journeyed into the bowels of the city and found swamps of oil, "fatbergs," and millions of bugs.
Living among those concrete tower blocks was a study in the art of patience.
After 21 years in federal prison, I found myself back inside a cell—this time, for fun.
Kinloch, Missouri, was once a thriving African-American community, but after years of poverty and corruption it's in danger of turning into a ghost town.
"There's a gun in the glove compartment," Mistee said. "Use it. Shoot us. Otherwise, pay up."