Saturday, July 16, 2005

George Lucas, Leesti, 05-Jan-3200

Why on earth they named this place after a classical author I'll never know. His work was required studying in the Federation, at least while I was a schoolchild, but this is the Outer Rim, the Frontier. They wouldn't know culture if it introduced itself politely and offered to explain the entire corpus of Spielberg. Ignorant yokels.

There's no particular meat shortage in Leesti, sad to say, so I sell my meat supplies on the open market, making ¢836.8 profit on the consignment. Not bad, although there again, not brilliant. I also collect ¢1145.0 for the deliveries I made. I make more of a profit running errands than bringing vital supplies. Shows how much the honest trader is valued in this part of the galaxy. If honest trade won't pay, then maybe dishonest trade will.

Lessti has a vibrant market in stims, I notice. Stims may be legal here, but back in Lave, the Directorate has decreed the use of stims to be illegal. I happen to know a chap called Edwards who will pay substantial sums of money for stims. I just hope the Directorate's police is looking the other way when I dock in Lave.

2t of fuel and 16t of narcotics at ¢566.1 go into the cargo hold. We leave for Lave tonight!

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