Far east. Steel foundries. Life here has a circular flow, in the morning the workers get up early, there are those who prepare meals for the others in turn. The shifts begin and the men are all busy demolishing old shipwrecks coming from all over the world, the metal is cut, worked, melted and again transformed. Only the metal here changes life, not these men, they are always here, every day. Every day until the evening, until the siren sounds the arrival of sunset. A human chain made of fatigue, sweat and hard work. Many curious eyes and friendly smiles. Men to respect.