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They receive a copper tarsk for each patron they bring through the arched portal of the cafe. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #221)

There was a great shouting, and, passing through the market gate, I had turned into the nest of market streets. I brushed away two sellers of apricots and spices. "Come with me to the cafe of Red Cages," said a boy, pulling at my sleeve. They receive a copper tarsk for each patron they bring through the arched portal of the cafe. I gave the boy a copper tarsk, and he sped from me. I made my way carefully through the crowds. The vendors come early to the market, leaving their villages outside of Tor in the morning darkness, that they may find a yard of pavement, preferably near the market gate, to display their wares. - (Tribesmen of Gor)