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From: Confer with Your Double as (City Name)
Action Cost: 0
Is contentment in your nature? Has the other you learned anything? Would other-you swap with you-you, if you could?
Unlocked with 
Hinterland City - Foundation 4000-4999
Success
No going back
No other city would be able to show you the differences as clearly as this one. It had a life of travel and adventure [...] It knows what it means for you to become sessile, various, a composite from the personalities of many others.
But none of you is lost [...]Description summary:
The second paragraph varies based on your levels of 
A Poet-Laureate and 
Renown: Rubbery Men. There's additional paragraph based on your levels of 
Meals Served at Station VIII.
| Poet-Laureate | Description |
|---|---|
| 0 | Where you were a director of the GHR, it encompasses entire companies. |
| 1 | Where you are an aspiring poet-Laureate, it contains dozens of aspirant writers. |
| 6 - 9 | Where you are a contender among poets, it fosters dozens of new writers, and offers them uncanny inspiration. |
| ? | Where you are a darling among poets, it is a literary haven, the place where the gifted go to find their own. |
| 21 | Where you are a Poet-Laureate, it has turned its citizens metrical, so that even the costermongers and the pipe-fitters speak in cadence. |
| Renown | Description |
|---|---|
| 7 | You are a scientist; the city encourages study. |
| 10 - 21 | You are known among Rubbery folk; the city is a favourite escape for them when London becomes too much. |
| 25 - 53 | You are renowned among Rubbery folk; the city is a beloved nesting-ground where their children may be raised in safety. |
| Meals Served | Description |
|---|---|
| 27 | n/a |
| 77 | And the city's reputation for cuisine? That did not come from the Union: the whole place would live on sausage and biscuits, if it were up to them. No, that's thanks to all the meals you cooked at Station VIII, cultivating the instincts of a chef. |
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