Somewhere between the desert and the ocean that crashes against the cliffs, a handful of silent individuals harvest algae and load them into scrap vehicles. The landscape is lunar, the atmosphere reminiscent of a quiet day after an apocalypse. In northern Chile, the elements collide and merge, the senses overlap, textures and sounds blend to create a strange harmony. In the midst of this synesthetic chaos, destinies seem fragile, but lives full. All we can do is contemplate this spectacle of the world.