Chapter 8: I know a lot of people
Chapter 8 : I know a lot of people
A busy day.
On weekends, the bakery always got particularly hectic. The weekend rush boosted sales as people stocked up on two or three days' worth of bread, preferring to stay in or go on outings during the increasingly hot weather.
In the Federation, entertainment options were limited. For most people, watching TV and going for a walk in the countryside were among the few inexpensive forms of amusement.
Places like bars, opera houses, and nightclubs were beyond their budget, and so were amusement parks—too crowded and pricey.
Ironically, it’s precisely those who couldn’t afford luxuries that kept the economy going. Reality can be stranger than fiction.
It was a little after 8 p.m. when business finally slowed down. Surprisingly, tonight’s dinner was pizza.
Pizza had been in the Federation for about fifty or sixty years, evolving from a small community’s “hometown delicacy” to a popular food. It had gone through significant localization along the way.
In fact, pizza’s popularity in the Federation had grown so much that many believed it originated there, and other regions that had pizza even earlier began to adopt the Federation’s styles and flavors.