R. K. Traders

You have to go up a narrow set of stairs to find us on the first floor at 35 Ezra Street. This building is old, like most of the buildings around here. R. K. Traders is basically a room full of stacks of goods. There isn't much space to walk, especially when new stock arrives. We deal with whatever the market is buying that month. The walls have old calendars from five years ago still hanging on them. It’s always dark in the hallways, so you have to be careful where you step. Outside, the street is a mess of handcarts and people shouting. We can hear everything from up here. My desk is tucked in the corner behind a pile of crates. I’ve been sitting in the same wooden chair for a long time now. It’s a bit wobbly. We have a tea boy who brings us chai in clay cups every morning. We don't do much advertising. People find us because they’ve been coming to this street for decades. We keep the books by hand in those big red ledgers. It feels more real that way. Sometimes a lightbulb goes out and stays that way for a week. We just work around it. It’s just the way things are done here in the market. We are simple traders doing what we can to keep the shop going and pay the rent on time.