We are born into it. We create it. We define it. And sometimes, we want to change it. But, culture is and will always be. Taken in Mumbai, India, this woman stands in the frame of the sliding door waiting for the train to come to an abrupt and short stop. She holds bushels of small sticks tied together by yarn, to sell in the market as brooms. Others bustle about the station as they scurry between trains. Mumbai is boisterous, yet beautiful. Color is seeping from every outlet and culture teeming from every pour.