Tag: A. K. Kimoto

“I walk through a low entrance, stepping over a large puddle while crouching to avoid the wooden beam of a door frame,” A. K. Kimoto wrote. “It’s dark. As my eyes adjust, I see a figure sitting in a corner as gentle wisps of smoke slowly dance across the room. … I’ve come to these remote settlements in Badakhshan, Afghanistan, to find out why so many of the inhabitants have become addicted to opium.”