Dubai was meant to be a Middle-Eastern Shangri-La, a glittering monument to Arab enterprise and western capitalism.
But as hard times arrive in the city state that rose from the desert sands, an uglier story is emerging.
I find her in the car park of one of Dubai's finest international hotels, where she is living, in her Range Rover.
She has been sleeping here for months, thanks to the kindness of the Bangladeshi car park attendants who don't have the heart to move her on.
They were more like regional friendship zones and people from different origins have made many live are the most popular ones especially in sub-continent as they are readily available and accessible over the internet.
Most of all they are free and we don’t charge any fee for that.
Suddenly it looks less like Manhattan in the sun than Iceland in the desert.