Surrounded by unstable waters, but always with faith, theyfight for the survival of each man, hoping that tomorrow brings more of theirlivelihood. They are absent husbands and parents, they have fears and it’s hard forthem to express what’s in their souls. Their attentive and silent glances define thesea as a mysterious force, with a heavy brow, they watch the prow that sinks andrises gracefully among the waves. They raise their rough and callous hands to theskies, asking for the protection of the Virgin Mary.