Came to Dubai, brothers

Let me tell you a story

The uncle in the blue shirt in the second picture

Is a Pakistani, he takes pictures of others while they are playing sandboarding or chatting, and then sells them to others at dinner in the evening

This venue has around 300 people by estimation

He is looking for people one by one

I don't know how many rounds he made around me

There are several people, some are older women and some are attractive young women

Two very large photos, as big as a middle school diploma

Selling from 50 dirhams to 10 dirhams

None of the people he found next to me bought anything

I saw the photos and they were actually really nice

Because they were candid shots, the expressions were quite natural

The older woman in front finally offered 10 dirhams

The woman offered 5 dirhams

The uncle said 10 dirhams

I don't know how many times he said that

The uncle left helplessly

It seems unnecessary to sell it domestically for 10 yuan

You took a diploma-sized photo or two, and even framed them

Let's see if we can find a place, especially in Dubai

Seeing this moment makes me feel that living is really hard, and my heart feels a bit painful

I really want to give him 10 dirhams

But I can barely take care of myself

Still, I respect other people's fates

Socializing is really difficult for me

In this line of business, failure is not allowed, only success