I make use of harsh mid-day light as the subject of this image. A man eats alone in the virtually empty food court. He has come to buy or sell his wares, but now dines with only an array of primitive pushcarts as companions. I used the blue tablecloth and the blue awnings in the background to draw the eye through the image. The posts lining the arcade in the background echo the rhythmic repetition of the carts that move their way across the image. The brown clay floor reflects light back up on to his deeply shadowed face. My interpretation expresses the rough edge of daily life here by stressing the harsh light that is both endured and taken for granted here on Bolivia’s high plains.