Just as this net full of dead Tuna was about to be transferred from a fishing boat to a truck in Manta’s harbor, I gestured to a fisherman to stop the transfer for a moment and allow a moment for me to make a picture. I saw a detail in the net that summed up the purpose and process of this business – to find, catch, kill and sell fish. I brought my camera to within inches of the wet net, and made this picture. It is built around a single eye, glazed over in death, staring back through the net at us.