The Fruit Seller
I'm extremely shy about asking people to take their portrait even when I speak their language. It's quite confronting to walk up that close to someone and point a camera right in their face. And you can't sneak a good portrait, even with a telephoto lens. So I spent a week memorizing how to say 'may I take your photo?' (wo keyi pai yi zhang zhao pian ma? if you're interested) in Chinese, then got an ideal opportunity walking around the backstreets of the Confucius Temple. So let me introduce them.
The Spring Roll Cook
The Egg Lady
The Bicycle Repairer
The Cigarette Seller
Labels: Shanghai, street food, street life
