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meant for small ones, and some people had no established address. I knew this only from my childhood
study of geography but was sure it remained true. At any rate, the rated capacity of the city was in the
range of ten million, and there were a number of adjacent cities that swelled the metropolitan population
to several times that figure. There were many people on Jupiter, as there were on Saturn, Uranus, and the
lesser planets, such as Earth itself.
When we emerged at the top of the band, Spirit and I paused with renewed wonder. The entire center of
the bubble, a space about a mile and a half across, was open, except for the mock-sun sphere in the
center. By shielding our eyes from the concentrated brightness of that sun for Earth-orbit radiation is
twenty-seven times as intense as Jupiter-orbit radiation we could look right across to the far side.
There were a few fleecy clouds in the null-gee center, which made it appear as if we were peering down
from above. Again I had seen similar effects before but never on this grand a scale. I simply stared, and
so did Spirit.
"This way, please, Captain Hubris," someone said. Bemusedly I went where directed and found myself
sitting in a strange, four-wheeled, open vehicle with a uniformed chauffeur in front.
"A car!" Spirit exclaimed beside me. "A genuine antique automobile!"
Now I recognized it. This was a replica of the kind of vehicle once used on old Earth for transportation.
Of course this one lacked the pollutive combustion motor, but in other respects it seemed authentic.
A well-dressed man took the front seat. He turned momentarily to face us. "Welcome to Nyork, Captain
Hubris and Commander Hubris," he said to us. "I am Mayor Jones." He reached back a chubby hand,
and each of us took it in turn. "I hope you enjoy the parade."
"Parade?"
"We have to give you your hero's welcome to the city and to Jupiter, Captain," he explained. "Just
smile and wave every so often; it's a necessary event."
"But "
"You are the bold officer who cleaned up the Belt, so long a blemish on the fair face of the System," he
explained. "We of Jupiter want to demonstrate that we really appreciate that."
I shrugged, knowing that he gave me too much credit. I had been with a fine organization at the Belt,
and even so, it had been a chancy thing, with necessary compromises and consequences. "That's over
now."
The car started moving. "Well, Captain, we folk of Empire State just want you to know we're proud of
you. Nyork has a sizable Hispanic element, in case you should want to settle here. The way you handled
the refugee-robbing pirates of the Juclip did not go unnoticed! We're really glad to see a genuine
Hispanic hero!"
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A Hispanic hero. That was evidently what made me novel in this Saxon culture. Somehow I was not
completely pleased. I knew without looking at her that Spirit shared my reserve.
"Why, you could run for President right now," the mayor continued exuberantly. "You'd pick up all the
hero votes and the minorities votes, too, and that's a potent political base!"
I laughed as if this were humor, but Spirit gave me a significant nudge. An entry into politics had
already been urged on me by a party whose knowledge of the situation was thorough. That was why I
planned to settle in Sunshine; it had been targeted as the best locale for the rise of a Hispanic politician.
The car moved into a parklike region where deciduous trees lined the drive, and there were extended
reaches of green lawn. Indeed, it would have been easy to believe that this was Earth itself, had it not
been for the concave curve of the terrain. There was evidently an abiding longing in man for the things
of Earth, evinced in the emulations of that planet that showed whenever feasible. Some of it was
practical, such as the day-night cycle and standard gee, for the tides of man's chemistry could not be
changed in mere centuries; but much of it was simple nostalgia for the old planet. I could not deride this;
I felt it myself.
Then we came to the parade area. Crowds of people lined the road, waving and cheering as we came
among them. Confetti flew up as they threw handfuls toward us.
"Wave, sir, wave!" the mayor muttered tersely.
I raised my right arm somewhat awkwardly and essayed a motion, not sure it was really me the crowd
watched.
The noise jumped in magnitude. The crowd became frenzied. Then a chant began: "Hubris! Hubris!
Hubris!"
I felt an odd surge in my chest, as if falling suddenly in love. They really were cheering me! I waved
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