In the evening dusk, an old, weather-beaten man, weathered face softened by the orange glow of the setting sun, sits alone in a small makeshift wooden shack. The shack, covered with tarpaulin sheets and filled with various electronics and gadgets, is positioned on the edge of a cliff overlooking an endless, untouched forest. The camera angle is a low, medium wide shot that emphasizes the man’s dominance in the frame. The natural light intensifies, coloring the sky in deep hues of crimson and gold, contrasting against the lush greenery of the forest and the old man’s blue overalls. In the foreground, the viewer’s focus is attracted to a miniature supercomputer, dating back to the ’80s, blinking with faint, rhythmic green lights. Despite the boundaries of the rustic surroundings, the object possesses an unfamiliar technological presence. The balance in the shot is maintained by the solitary figure of the man engrossed in his work, seemingly out of place in the vastness of unspoiled nature. The camera slowly zooms in on the man’s intense gaze, mirroring his focused dedication.