“My first hammam experience was in 2022, at La Mosquée de Paris. No one explained how things worked or what I was supposed to do. But to my surprise, the women around me immediately stepped in to help, without having to be asked. One woman offered to rub orange blossom soap onto my back, explaining that her grandmother in Morocco had made it: ‘The scent will stay and soothe you all day,’ she said. Another called over a woman to scrub me, noting she had a gentler touch. Micro-moments of tenderness, in the nude.” - Clémence Polès (@clemencepoles) Read more in No. 92 from the Paris/NY-based photographer and founder of @passerby at the link in bio. Image 1: Ottoman silver hammam bowl, 19th century, Turkey Image 2: Hammam shoes, 19th century (The MET)