“And this is the commercial district. Where everyone works hard, and don’t over-promise what they could deliver then turn around and make more promises they can’t keep just to meet the unrealistic expectations you set for your first clients.” Jezem bluntly stated to the andorian beside him. “Where people aren’t in massive debt and pay their dues to those who govern their lives and are happy and healthy. Just look at all the happy and healthy people.”

The two walked at a sedate pace through the district, just an orion and an adorian dressed in loin cloths and chest wraps. The two stood out like sore thumbs but the gaze of everyone they passed skimmed across them before turning away with a blush, a frown, an excited look in their eyes. All without really seeing the people under the clothes. Just how Jezem liked it. He even hummed a merry tune, “Yup, you’d have to be a real moron to neglect your dues to the people that govern your life.”

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