My high rooftop vantage point offered the only possible way to make such an image as this one. I reveal not only the food truck itself, but more importantly, exactly what it contains. A pile of orange carrots seems to explode on the roof of the cab, it’s thrust amplified by the extended arm of the driver, about to pull out into the oncoming traffic. The interior of the truck bed is dominated by piles of green bananas, along with sacks of other vegetables. The white plastic bag in the center of the truck draws the eye into the picture, making the reclining figure of the worker within the shadows just above it appear to us almost as a surprise. He grips the side of the truck with one hand as he stabilizes the other on the food below him. The rusting food truck, manned by a symbolic arm and a man resting on a bed of vegetables, becomes a metaphorical symbol for the vulnerable Cuban economy, surviving through hard labor and making the most of what it has.