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Jay Loomis:
Here's a little something:

If you’re wondering about Desert Space and what it’s like, first think about what it’s called. It isn’t literally desert—in fact it’s teeming with life. But the people who matter—the Triumvirate Executives and Procedurals—consider it beneath their notice. It is devoid of society in the way that those living in Triumvirate space understand it. It’s system after system of hard planets populated by harder people. Outlaws, sure, but also honest folks who like to live free and away from other people’s prying eyes. It’s individualism and the frontier spirit. It’s stubbornness and pride.
So that’s what’s there. But the feel of it is something else. It’s dirty. It’s vital and raw. Not hostile, per se, but not open and friendly. Not by a long shot. It’s the promise of the bright future with its gleaming starships and its sterile prefabricated buildings but used and broken and graffitied up real good. Nothing’s clean. Few things work like they ought. It’s hard in every way with grime under the nails.

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