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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voda Vosa" data-source="post: 5353096" data-attributes="member: 51271">Sahid had the premonition that he should allocate himself in that Local. And then, the next day of his arrival, this. It really seemed like his dream was speaking truth. The city was strange to him. Mars was strange to him. It would take him a couple of decades to get used to this deserted and barren land. But people, people were all the same. They will ever be. As he waited in the main hall, his head was going over good pseudonyms. Moon knight? No, perhaps no one remembered the book Don Quijote, but he did. Mr. White? What was he playing? Clue?! No... He'll give The Ottoman a try. As he wandered all that, people slowly surrounded him, waiting to see what was the calling for. Relocation? Perhaps. The Ottoman hoped for something much bigger.</blockquote>