A broad, rotund man who moves with the cautious economy of someone who has spent decades hoisting sacks and dodging chores. His face is a map of small sunburn scars and worm-eaten laugh lines; his double chin pushes the collar of his shirt into a permanent crease. His hands are thick-fingered and stained by earth and olive oil, with two nails habitually bitten to raggedness. When he walks he favors a slight roll of the belly and a steady, measured gait, but his shoulders tense like a ploughhorse's when trouble appears. Unexpectedly precise when he cleans and sharpens his single family knife — he treats that blade with the reverence of a reliquary.