Its 40 degrees on the street in shade but inside the factory is hell. Sun strikes the tin roof of the factory without mercy as multiple fires burn in several glass furnaces with the baking hot red yellow substance. Welcome to Firozabad, the city of glass.
A man in the bulb factory shovels a massive pile of shards. His feet are sunk into damaged glass, he wears only slippers but somehow he manages not to cut himself.
All photographs by Krystof Kriz