The old section of Dubai offers a warren of narrow streets known as souks — the name for an Arab marketplace. This one is known as the “Spice Souk,” yet there were also numerous stalls selling colorful rugs, pillows and comforters. This is one of them, manned by a pair of salesmen that seem to barely tolerate my camera. They do not try to stop me from shooting — they remain silent, expressing their feelings through body language. The man at left stares at me with his arms crossed across his chest. Unlike many souk merchants, he did not try to sell his wares to me. His partner would not even look at me. He grasps one forearm and turns away. While they are not happy to be my subjects at this moment, they still allow me to make an image that expresses just such a feeling. I was also able to incongruously contrast their sulky responses to the array of colorful products on the tables behind them.