'kay, fess up girls....
I was just reading on here AGAIN, about how Dubai is the land of the fake fake fake and we're all fake and our hair is fake, nails are fake, boobs, butts and faces are fake, our bags are fake...presumably our lives are also fake, kids are figments of our imagination and I'm starting to doubt that that yummy smelling casserole I have going is real at all.
So who is actually REAL, and what does that mean to you? I can't find myself anywhere in the above description of dxb, or of the people who inhabit it, despite being told umpteen times that that is the real dubai. Or, how many of you actually fit that description? Where do you hang out, as Ive not had the pleasure of meeting many of these fake dubai ites that everyone assures me populate the whole emirate? where where where?
Possibly I am a figment of my own imagination....
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