Wednesday, October 12, 2016

A night in the life of a newspaper boy

When most of the inhabitants of the city are asleep, when the streets are finally breathing their sighs of relief... and the only time when darkness is comforting...that's when they crawl out passing through the lanes and by-lanes only to bring the world to your doorstep...

They are one of the reasons why Dubai is called a city that never sleeps. Here's a night in the life of a newspaper boy, Nijabudeen Nijam who hails from Chennai, India.


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