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Nar Shaddaa. Such a shithole. Blood, dirty bras. Grime and mold. Still, it was a good place when it came to making credits. Making money is a bit of a bounty hunter’s kind of business. Better yet, it’s his living. Here, there, he goes wherever it is. Today that means Nar Shaddaa, and it’s a...

Kafrene. Where good dreams go bad. Jon Dromon could relate. He had recently woken up from a nightmare where a Hutt’s tail was wrapped around his neck. We’ll see if that becomes a reality anytime soon. He had come to this mining colony slash trading post for all the wrong reasons that just so...

Smoke lifted languidly into the air, rising above the spaceport bar to disappear before ever reaching the ceiling; and make no mention of the sky above for it was far too polluted for tobacco to ever mar. Jon sat at that bar, leisurely smoking away as he sipped from a glass of rum, watching...