Sultan | Fillmyzilla.com

Not everything in Fillmyzilla had been lost and could be easily found. Some things were stubbornly gone: an apology never spoken, a friendship burned to embers, a promise broken during a night of fear. For these, the Sultan asked for different prices. He asked for time spent on the mend: a year of visiting the stall once a month to whisper to the object of repair, or ten small acts of kindness performed without acknowledgement. He believed that restoration required reciprocity; that objects bore the shape of the care they received.