Sellers’ Street hums with vibrant energy, a bustling artery running nearly the full span of the city. Lined with stalls and open-air kiosks, it offers a labyrinth of wares for every need and desire: fine linens, bronze trinkets, jars of fragrant oils, and heaps of dyed wool piled high beside merchants shouting their prices. The air is thick with the scents of spices and sizzling meats from food vendors, mingling with the clamour of haggling voices and the laughter of children darting between crowded booths. Awnings stretch overhead, casting dappled shade, while small braziers smoke at street corners, keeping insects at bay. One can buy anything they desire here, so long as they can make it through the immense crowds.