Shot in the city of Yangon, Myanmar.
Just near the bustling street market, there was a small factory. And a man was seen working at the entrance alone. In general terms, this factory was located in so-called Chinatown. The man working in the factory didn't seem to be an overseas Chinese. Because Chinatown and little India were side-by-side in Yangon, the border between the areas might not be clear. At least, I couldn't understand the border by walking around. Both the descendants could fit in fine with the local Burmese.
A viselike machine was placed on a table in front of the man. And he worked with it. He grabbed a handle and kept turning it silently. Although I didn't know what he did, he worked in a matter-of-fact way. The bustling of the street market couldn't enter this factory.