Well, there was one time. I tried to take a photo of a man making noodles that were sort of like spaghetti. Over here pasta is rolled in a special machine. In China, the chefs, like magicians, take the dough and in seconds waive their fingers in the air and make it into strands. It happens so fast. I really can't put the process into words. When I tried to take a photograph of somebody doing this, the man refused to let me do it. I guess he though I was trying to get his secret.
Other than this instance, the Chinese have always been willing to pose. The photo below is an example. I didn't know this man and he didn't speak any English, yet he let me take his photograph. He looks so relaxed and peaceful.
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