“You feel like a prisoner”

Wilson and Anthony (not their real names) sitting on a bench on the boardwalk watching an impromptu beach volleyball game weymouthsouth of England, In the sand, a dozen men from the Middle East have a passionate encounter amidst laughter while taking advantage of the last hours of light on an unusually sunny day. Wilson raises his hand and waves to one of them from a distance. “They are Iranians. we know them from the barge” he explains before taking a puff on his cigarette.