The meadows of Bushehr’s maritime corridor are full again. The heat has subsided and the sun begins to set over the blue waters of the Persian Gulf. Entire families throw blankets in any free space, preferably under the palm trees. They have everything they need to spend a couple of hours enjoying the sea breeze: gas stoves on which they heat the food they have prepared, thermoses full of tea, and there are even those who load their hookah. A few have taken to the sea with their parachutes to kitesurf, taking advantage of the breeze at this time of year, and several children play on the beach. “Everything seems normal, but nothing is,” says Amin – as he wants us to call him – who shows us videos and photos taken in Bushehr a few days ago in Tehran, when the ceasefire had already begun.