This was 100% my shop owner my second trip over. Beautiful human by the name of Yusuf. Every time we’d enter his shop it was just one put up after another. We actually were able to secure his citizenship and help him immigrate, which was a rare success story from my experience. All 7 shop owners my first go around were dispatched. Family and all. Horrific.

Yusuf, how goes it my friend?

(This is like ‘06) "everyday day I’m shufflin’" (sandle life) Followed by how grateful he was for everything.

Oh how my country loves to make promises to good people and abandon them without a thought.