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I have to confess something: I have a soft spot for the ajusshi. Yes, yes — I know. For years we rolled our eyes at them. The loud office uncles marinating in soju (소주), lecturing juniors, hogging subway seats, explaining the world to women who never asked. Patriarchy in a gray suit. I’ve written about them. I’ve complained about them. I’ve avoided sitting next to them. And yet. Put that same man behind a wooden counter, hand him a kettle and a vinyl playlist, and something shifts. In these little...

Twenty-one thousand girls. When I read that number in the parliamentary reply, I did not see a statistic. I saw classrooms with one empty chair. I saw WhatsApp messages deleted in panic. I saw a 16-year-old staring at two pink lines in a bathroom, whispering ya Allah under her breath and wondering who she can tell without bringing malu (shame) upon her keluarga (family). Malaysia is not unique. Teenage desire does not stop at national borders, nor does curiosity obey hukum syarak (Islamic law). What is unique is how fiercely...

Ah, the mucikari. The man everyone loves to hate. Whenever Indonesian politicians want to look morally decisive, they parade a handcuffed mucikari in front of the cameras. Flashbulbs pop. Headlines scream about “online prostitution syndicates.” The broker becomes the villain of the week — proof that vice has been confronted and virtue restored. Meanwhile, the clients quietly delete their chat histories and go back to work the next morning. Let’s be clear: exploitation exists. Coercion exists. Trafficking exists. And when a mucikari crosses that line — when debt becomes bondage,...

When I first read the Philippine Supreme Court decision recognizing co-ownership rights for live-in same-sex couples, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I didn’t even pop prosecco. I exhaled. Because sometimes progress doesn’t arrive wrapped in rainbow flags. Sometimes it comes dressed as paperwork. Let’s be clear: this is not marriage equality. It’s not a glittering Pride parade down Ayala Avenue. It’s not the long-delayed SOGIE Equality Bill finally passing Congress. What it is, however, is something deeply practical — and deeply powerful. It says that when two adults, regardless...

I have always had a soft spot for Thailand’s unapologetic relationship with condoms. Yes, I said it. In a region where adults still whisper the word “sex” as if it might explode in their mouths, Thailand once inflated condoms into party balloons and handed them out at temple fairs. That kind of audacity deserves respect. I first encountered International Condom Day in Bangkok years ago, on a sticky February evening when volunteers were distributing free packets near Siam Square. Teenagers giggled, aunties pretended not to look, and a group of...