Mm Wool

We are located right by Jassusar Gate, which is one of those places that never seems to get a quiet moment. Dealing with wool means there is always a bit of lint in the air and the smell of raw fibers around the shop. It’s a very traditional kind of work. We have big bags of wool stacked up against the walls, sometimes reaching almost to the ceiling. People in the neighborhood know us as the place near the gate where there’s always something being weighed or loaded onto a cart. The floor is concrete and stays cool even when it’s baking outside. We don’t have a website or any of that high-tech stuff; we just deal with people face-to-face. Our hands get a bit rough from handling the material all day, but that’s just part of the trade. Sometimes we sit outside on a bench when the sun goes down and watch the bikes go by. It’s a simple life. We spend a lot of time sorting through different grades of wool and making sure everything is counted correctly. The lighting inside is just a few basic tubes, so it’s a bit dim in the corners. We’ve been here long enough that the gate feels like part of our own backyard. It’s a messy, honest business that doesn’t require anything more than a bit of muscle and a fair eye for the material. It gets dusty, but we don't mind much.