A skinny man said, "Fine weather, Dominant. Heard him at 25:30 toward
the swamp."
Rasmussen steered the tractor along a road that circled the wall.
Nausea from the vehicle's motion crept over me. The ride was especially
disconcerting, since the four leading wheels pivoted under the seats
and gave an illusion that the tractor was leaving the road on curves.
"What is that place?" I shouted. "I thought Joetropolis was the only
town!"
"Young Farmer School!" Toal yelled.
"What's it for?"
"Young Farmers come here for training when they're five! At twenty-two,
they're sterilized and go back to Joetropolis!"