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[hammer]

[ The image of a rather ordinary, unremarkable looking man fills the screen. He’s clean-shaven, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and he’s got brown hair, cut short and though it’s a little messy, there’s something about it that suggests that it had been styled at one point earlier in the day. He’s just slightly disheveled, which those familiar with the comings and goings of individuals to Keeliai might recognize as a sign of a new arrival. ]

So this is… [ There’s a moment of silence, as he trails off and glances away from the camera. ] …different.

[ It only lasts for a second, before he looks back and rolls his eyes. ]

The whole—I mean, well… Whatever.

[ He takes a deep breath, lets it out, and pulls himself together. ]

Right, okay. I was given a place to live but no job, and I’m guessing that it isn’t free rent forever. So if there’s, I don’t know, a job center? Help wanted ads? Some turtle world version of Craigslist? Something? Could someone point me in the right direction?

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[hammer]

There isn’t any separation? Really? Is space that limited that everyone just lives together?

[ It’s the only reason he can think of to make sense of the lack of segregation. ]

[doesthemath]

Well there are the living quarters of course, but there simply isn't a district that has been established for foreigners only. Most seem to have spread throughout the city instead.

[hammer]

I'll keep my eyes out, then. Be on guard. Thanks for the warning.

[doesthemath]

It cost me nothing to do so.

[Which is to say, you're welcome.]