Beneath the sex and the drugs, men are seeking out chemsex parties to find a place where they can belong—but the connections they make are fleeting.
Much-loved venues may be closing down, but the queer scene has always been in flux.
I spent a week sitting in on a coronial inquest for Ms Dhu, who went into a South Hedland cell and never came out.
It was the largest climate action of its kind in Australia's history, and the first led by Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander youth.
Since the boom in ayahuasca tourism, interest in the plant-based brew has gone global.
The monthly magazine that Paul Wright founded from his jail cell now has a circulation of 10,000—and a reputation for not being afraid to fight the government to get its issues into prisoners' hands.
Offset is a high-end photo market created by Shutterstock. Featuring "curated" collections filled bearded men, microbreweries, and series titles like "Stache," the stock photo imprint may be even cheesier than Shutterstock itself.
At the Crossbones Graveyard, well-wishers light candles and pour out gin for the medieval prostitutes of south London.
As long as humans have been telling stories, humans have been taking drugs in in tall tales. Our drug fiction has proven remarkably capable of both reflecting the anxieties about the present in which it is written and even of predicting the future.
Busting in a sex machine is weird. Cleaning a sex machine after you've just b'd in it is worse. Even when it's VR.
We also examine labor practices in Nicaraguan rum production and head to a highly exclusive golf tournament.
'Men's Issues' seem like such a luxury problem. London's Southbank Centre's 'Being a Man' Festival is looking to change that.
We asked them how they prepared for a hailstorm of bargain hunters.
One hundred thirty-five million Americans are expected to hit stores during the long Black Friday weekend. Despite what we've been made to believe, happiness will not be available for purchase.
The Liberal government giveth and they taketh away the right to smoke medicinal pot wherever you want.
'I left them in the dust,' he said of his detractors, practically a prime ministerial middle finger.
We visited Bruce Robinson at his Herefordshire farmhouse to talk about his life and his new book, They All Love Jack: Busting the Ripper.
Please stop. You have to stop.
And then putting them on eBay.
Is this man the new face of oppositional art? Or just a guy on a mission to piss off powerful people?
Private eye footage caught people dancing and having a good time. This threatens the very fabric of what makes this community so great.
Sometimes I revisit the spots where I've had my worst panic attacks. I recently went back to the California desert, Palm Springs, the scene of my last major existential dissolve.
Not a lot of money and crippling self doubt: what's the draw of being a stand-up?
Over the last half-century, Australia has been pretty garbage to the Reef. But it turns out it's been a better pal to us, than we've been to it.