At a highly, abundantly, productive farm planet designated Kestino 12, though humans called it Always Full, was a huge feast where anyone who wanted to come, Alliance member or not, could come had have a good meal.
Sadly, dereggers, who seem to be he universe's designated party-poopers, seem to have a problem with the idea of a bunch of people getting together to hire out a planet to give everyone a FREE meal. -- Anon Guest
[AN: Problematic words in this prompt have been altered]
Breadbasket planets throw the best parties. For a start, there's more than enough food for everyone. Secondly, you had better bet that there's enough alcohol to float the furniture into the abundant oceans. There's music, dancing, fun and games, and of course they invite everyone to partake because some people really go overboard on the food.
It's a paradise for the rootless sort. Cruisers full of starving or malnourished refugees shipped in to give the poor, starving, and huddled masses at least one decent meal. People gathered to watch the shipping containers of raw material launch to the cargo haulers in orbit. Or to enjoy the creations of Gyiikish chefs devoted to their goddess of plenty. Anyone visiting is free to dance themselves sore, eat themselves sick, drink until they're sloppy, or throw themselves about on various rides until they have to crawl to their next destination.
Even the people who expressly go there to be pains in the butt.
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