Shot at Kyauktan Township in Myanmar.
Walked to the end of the corridor, which was upstairs of the market. I turned around and walked the corridor again. Most of the shops here turned over the fishnets. Many fishnets were hung from the ceiling and the people repaired them. The man, who wore a watery Longyi and a tank top, was one of the people.
He had a razor in his hand looked at his fishnet carefully. Seemingly, he looked for the part which came apart. And he cut it. Even though I stood just in front of him. He kept looking down at the fishnet and didn't cast an eye on me. He seemed to work in a respectful manner. Besides, he might lose his place when he looked up from the fishnet. I wondered whether those who worked here could untangle a fishnet or not.