When I was walking through the back streets of the art district in Cairo, I saw this woman. She was sitting in front of the apartment building she lived underneath. Yes, she lived in the underground garage of the apartment. I asked to take her picture and she started laughing. It was beautiful, her eyes were so full of light, and her smile was sweet. She said that she was too old for anyone to take pictures of her and that I should, “take someone pretty”. I told her that I thought she was pretty, so she agreed but she wanted to change her scarf and put her nicer one on.