I feel a little bit sorry for the guy in the stall as he looks like the centre stage of the Atarazanas market in Malaga is the last place in the world he would like to be. His products are by no means of inferior quality and they are always neatly arranged. Silver shining seabreams, plastic containers of anchovies in vinegar, clean salmon fillets etc.  But the owner looks so much closed in his own world and cutting any attempts for communication short (gives an impression of melancholy more than unfriendliness) and despite the quality of his products the stall is not too busy considering the great location it is in.