hinterland fruits and grains;
ironware from local smithies;
velvyl fabric and miniature computers of the inner Empire;
jewels, skins and carvings from a hundred other planets;
sleazy Terran vidplays;
recordings of a vaz-Siravo dance beneath the Seas of Yang and Yin;
illegal blasters from a wrecked Merseian spaceship;
hot savory food.
And there is music in a couple of taverns. All of this makes Sanah's samosas in Lancaster seem very tame and parochial.