Spiceland

We are over here at 111-B on S.P.G. Kovil Mission Street. It’s the newer side of the building now, though the street itself hasn't changed much over the years. Most days it’s just us moving bags around and making sure things are in the right place for the next day. The street gets pretty busy in the early mornings with people heading to the temple and the mission, so we try to get most of our heavy lifting done before the sun gets too high and the traffic gets thick. It’s dusty work but we’re used to it by now. The smell of the spices stays on your clothes even after you go home and wash up. My wife says she can tell where I’ve been as soon as I walk through the door, even if I don't say a word. We don't have a big fancy storefront or a lobby with chairs. Just a solid place on a busy street where we get things done. Some of the neighbors have been here as long as we have, so we all know each other's routines. We keep the doors open mostly to let a bit of air in because it gets stuffy with all the stock piled up. If you’re looking for the spot, just look for the 111-B sign, though it’s a bit faded from the rain. We’ve been meaning to paint it but there’s always something else to do. It’s just how it goes when you’re running a place like this.