In Zanzibar there was always somebody selling anything they think they might persuade someone to buy.
Like the man in my photograph they would trek up and down all day trying to draw some sunbather into a conversation they hope will end in a sale.
In this picture I like the bright colours of the shirts and paintings and especially the ramshackle shops with their primitive signs and frames on their roofs.
This image is supplied with a substantial border with the title printed in the centre at the bottom.
Picture sizes are to the nearest inch.
The Beach Market, Zanzibar