I’ve tinkered with a handful of old maritime shots – a fogged harbor, a rusted pier at dusk. I don’t touch them with filters, just clean the dust and straighten the horizons pixel by pixel. The sunrise you spotted sounds like it deserves the same care. Tell me what the island looked like back then, and I’ll tell you how I keep the light and shadows honest without messing up the history. I’ll bring my chaos‑organized stack next time we meet, even if I forget the coffee order on the way.