Margin doodle from the sketchbook. Mixed coloured pencils, ink and silver marker. 6x3 centimeters.

Somewhere deep in Aggregate space, a sugar runner with her young kitten (probably neither of whom should really be up and about just yet considering how new she is to motherhood) returns home from the portside market, stocked up for the next week and a fancy dinner tonight. Squid, zander and sea bass for the longhouse cooler, a fat pheasant as tonight's centerpiece, some particularly colourful persimmons for the lemur neighbours coming over; and honey, salt, vinegear, spices and tea, a little of everything. An outsider might be surprised to learn the haul technically cost her nothing, as there is little in the way of currency in the Aggregate. Her purchase is paid for with the credit from her share in the sugar cane crop, already delivered some time before - and perhaps the pheasant was a gift from an acquaintance in high places.

Regardless of affiliation, colonial culture throughout the Great Compass tends to be muscle powered, a holdover from the early days of practically every colony when powered vehicles like buggies and rovers are a limited resource. Public mass transport is usually done by rail or canal, but most short range transport is on footpaw, on running fowl, by sampan if close to water, or as shown here by bicycle.

"Sugar runners" is the colloquial term for much of the lower ranked common estates in the Aggregate, the nearly 70% of the population whose main occupation is in horticulture, seafood farming and domestic industry. In the Aggregate the term (or its loanwords in Hindi and/or Nihonjo) is rarely used, since is derived from the mistaken belief common throughout Communion and Savitari space that sugar cane is the only crop produced in the Aggregate.