Sometimes the deals are good. And sometimes there's a reason the muckity-mucks don't come down here: Certain vendors are dishonest, more willing to cheat to make a buck, and a number of pickpockets will be all too glad to clean out whatever's left.

But this girl coming up alongside Bumi as he stands at a stall . . . she's legit, right? Doesn't even make a grab for his pockets. And look at her eyes. She's blind. Nothing dangerous here. She grins in his direction.

"Hey, mister. Want to make a bet?"