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as the men would strech their legs and explore thier legs, exploring the small station, there'd be a little throng of Marina Della Nazione men setting around a table, all drinking wine and eating Bucatini, they were all Staff sergeants or warant officers.
The lavotries would be next to the counter for the Cafe, where fresh food would be served. Lemon Cicken Ziti, Penne, Salads, and much much more would be served, the prices were cheap, surprisingly so. Coffee and tea were being brewed, and the coffee beans and tea leaves looked fresh as well, not like the dehydrated kind that were more common place around the galaxy. The cashier at the cafe would also run a sires of fuel pumps to refuel one's ship if needed.
There was a miniture chalk board noting down the daily special, sirloin steak, with a side of potatoes, it was less than it should be, even planet side. Most of the tabels were full, but there were empty tabels if one looked hard enough.