The pool at our old apartment needed to be repaired. It was a long process that took over a few months. One day I was inside when I overheard these men chatting, singing and laughing- their sounds amplified by the bowl of the pool. I ran down there and talked to the fellow who seemed to be the lead, asked if I could photograph them. I  came away with only two rolls of film; it turns out this final stage of finishing the project goes by fast- you look up and there is only man left as they work their way out of the bowl.