They are hidden in plain view. You see them everywhere, in
dirt-caked blue uniforms, being shouted at by their superiors, like a
chain gang – but you are trained not to look. It is like a mantra: the
Sheikh built the city.
The Sheikh built the city. Workers? What workers?
Every evening, the hundreds of thousands of young men who build
Dubai are
bussed from their sites to a vast concrete wasteland an hour out of
town, where they are quarantined away. Until a few years ago they were
shuttled back and forth on cattle trucks, but the expats complained this
was unsightly, so now they are shunted on small metal buses that
function like greenhouses in the desert heat. They sweat like sponges
being slowly wrung out.
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