The scene opens in a rugged coastal town during sunset, when the sky glows like a ripe peach. The fishermen return with their haul of serranids, plopping wet fish onto wooden planks. The camera is placed at a low angle, emphasizing the hard-working men and their fish, presenting a bold foreground against the soft blended colors of the sky, creating depth. There’s an uneasy yet artistic balance between the hard and mundane details of life and the picturesque backdrop, as if illustrating a tension between reality and the idyllic. The shot is subtly lit by the fading sunlight, casting long shadows of the men and their haul. The camera slowly pans across the area, highlighting the minutiae, focusing on weathered, sunburnt faces specked with sweat; all under the overhang of an invisible threat, an epidemic sweeping across the region, but life must continue. The leas stay neatly bundled near the small thatched-roof houses, the greenery a stark contrast to the seaside grit, adding a sense of tranquility in this otherwise tensed environment.