I brought my camera to North Korea thinking I’d come back with stories no one else could tell. The photos are sharp—monuments, empty streets, the staged smiles of guides—but the air felt thick with things I couldn’t ask. Every shot I took felt like a performance, both theirs and mine. There’s a photo I didn’t post: me, standing in front of a mural, hands at my sides, trying not to look out of place. I thought documenting it would help me understand, but mostly it made me realize how much I didn’t see. Some places you visit, and some places you just pass through, never really touching the ground. #TravelUnfiltered #UnseenStories #TravelConfessions #Travel