When we go out of home, which are our last fortresses, we always behave like different persons. Who are the real ourselves? What do other people see or think we are? I've shot portraits of some young sellers who work in some shops selling furnitures, curtains, household electrical appliances, etc. which are used in our home, both at the shops they work in and at their home. I try to illustrate the differences between their lives in different situations and answer the questions raised in the beginning: Who are the real ourselves?