PORTOFIRO

"EMTERR. Keeping Luzian goods out of Portofiro. They know they can't go ball-to-ball with the best." He adjusts his zipper, just a bit.

"I think they're brand ambassadors. I hit them up the other day, hoping to represent the scene of Portofiro, but as I said before, they weren't very talkative, told me to mind my own business."

"I think they are Luzian brand ambassadors. I hit them up the other day, hoping to represent the scene of Portofiro, but they weren't very talkative, told me to mind my own business."

"How do you know all this whilst based in Portofiro?"

"Indeed. And Portofiro stands to benefit as well. What's not to like about it?"

"Oskar Metamoto. EMTERR's main man on the Portofiro account. And as you may've guessed from the state of my pied-à-terre, a bit of an animal after a few dozen drinks."

"EMTERR has signalled interest in resuming lunar missions from Portofiro." He shrugs. "Naturally, if those missions are successful, one could expect certain returns."

"So you wouldn't know when he's arriving in Portofiro, anything like that?"

"Oskar Metamoto. EMTERR's main man on the Portofiro account. You might not know it from the state of my pied-à-terre, but he's also a bit of an animal after a few dozen drinks."

"You have no idea how much money a programme like this will re-invest in Portofiro, do you? If you did, you'd never question my motivations."

Approximately 25 items are missing from the count of Operant CASCADE's possessions following her extradition from Portofiro in 91. Due to failure to keep up with requests for a formal inventory, the exact number of CASCADE's lost / forsaken belongings remains officially unknown.

No jobs left in Portofiro. No money for next month's rent. No future in this place.

"He strongly believes your associate Tempo del Sur owes him some. And he'll need them to get out of Portofiro."

"First time in Portofiro?"

The first tram ride into Portofiro, HOLOCENE at your side, face turned to the window, giving a twenty minute answer to one of the world's most common questions.

"Any idea where Minister Reyes is now? Maybe when he's coming to Portofiro, where he'll be, anything like that?"

In the distance, Portofiro's old rocket silo bores into the soil -- a void outlined in concrete.

These must be the vestiges of Portofiro's disastrous 77 space program. The city-state tried to launch a rocket into orbit -- only for it to disintegrate.

The vestiges of Portofiro's disastrous 77 space program. This is the place you saw on television, back then.

"Lapinette, bravo! You even got the cherry. Best cocktail I have ever tasted in Portofiro."

"I... suppose not. But then again perhaps I do. I would like to know what it feels like to be afraid. Nothing interesting ever happens in Portofiro."

"Oh please. Don't embarrass yourself. You're not going to discharge a weapon in the middle of Portofiro."

"The mysterious gap isn't that mysterious... the Grand Lich and his entourage will visit the Luzian War Criminal shrine, at the top of Portofiro."

"You think I went to all that trouble chasing you around Portofiro not to use you?"

"You think I went to all that trouble chasing you around Portofiro not to use you?"

Portofiro as a warped mirror image -- re-annexed Luzian lands reflecting against this island's precarious independence.

"The old Tenantries were exactly like Portofiro... content in their own decay, unambitious, stagnant... The Imperio Iluminado liberated us from that."

An off-hand reference to Portofiro's colonial past.

You're the highest thing in Portofiro. She can see you from up there.

For Portofiro.

The iron artery that was intended to link Portofiro with La Luz, until the collapse of the Old Luzian Empire prior to Year Zero. The ruins became an infamous suicide spot in the 50s.

"I saw her again, once -- in Novessa, March 91. Just before we left for Portofiro, by coincidence. Although there is, of course, no such thing."

And within, an envelope stamped by the Portofiro offices of EMTERR.

In one drawer you find a macramé catalogue and an envelope addressed to a name you do not recognise -- 'Kavanaugh' -- but stamped from the Portofiro offices of EMTERR.

"What brings your 'Grand Lich' to Portofiro?" (Proceed.)

"What good is my freedom if I'm trapped in Portofiro, easy prey for the Weeping Eye or anyone else who holds an old man's choices against him?"

"What good is my freedom if I'm trapped in Portofiro, easy prey for the Weeping Eye or anyone else who holds Poor Dante's choices against him?"

"The Grand Lich. Portofiro. Secret Treaties. I need to take this to the Opera."

"Right. The reason you're here. Ahem. There's a very important man on his way to Portofiro as we speak. His name is Facundo Reyes."

Light glints off the glass as you read what's under them -- multiple medical school degrees and a city of Portofiro licence to practice, issued by the Portofiro Board of Medicine.

However, due to a loophole in the city code, the canals aren't technically a part of Portofiro.

The murmurs of Portofiro fade into nothing, as do you.

"Portofiro needs money, Antoine."

Even in this spectral form you recognise him -- Sweet Nestor, Portofiro's supreme leader.

Even in this spectral form you recognise him -- Sweet Nestor, Portofiro's supreme leader from the years 28 to 80.

You flip the shutter lock open from the inside and slip out into Portofiro.

"I assume Portofiro's Palace of Culture will have a pneumatic tube system, same as ours? Maybe it's coming from something stuck in the tubes. Check the basement for a hub."

"You are a weapon of mass psychic destruction; you're wreaking havoc on Portofiro. My rebel."

A second floor studio apartment, above the FOTO 24 'While-U-Wait' film lab, on Orphanage Street, in the independent city-state of Portofiro.

The emblematic animal of Portofiro's main phone company -- Renotel.