thc club
there's a whole marketplace happening behind you.
look up!
you came for the food. fine. but every shelf in here belongs to someone — not a warehouse, not a factory in another country. a person in this city who makes things with their hands and had nowhere to put them. renting a shop in kathmandu is a fantasy for most makers, so we did the obvious thing — we cut the shop into shelves. ceramics beside candles beside crafts beside whatever a very stubborn person has been making at 2am and refuses to stop making. if you make things — there's a shelf with your name on it. ask anyone at the counter. if you don't — go touch something. buy it. tell them who made it.
“if you make things — there’s a shelf with your name on it. ask anyone at the counter.”
