Holonovel--Page Forty-three

As you materialize on the planet, near an open-air market, in local civlian clothing for the discreet research--after all, the government has authorized the beam-down, yet they have informed you the people on this planet feel more comfortable talking to other locals than to space travelers--, you notice the smell of...garlic in the air.
Various people are hawking their goods along the sides of a curving road which leads right through the center of the market. A nice-looking booth marked "Information" is at the end of the road. Then again, there is also that little hut marked "The Latest Gossip and News" to the far right of the the fruit stand.
 
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