There isn't any currency. You can live wherever the hell you like best. They have nearly everything, except for a real sky and real fucking weather, and the clothes are subpar at best.
The library is massive and they have just about everything, except for topics like history. Sector Four is the loveliest, and there's a giant tree there, that likes to be sat under, and climbed up on, and pretty soon it'll have a swing off one of the branches.
[ his gaze drifts off, and his lips pierce in thought. what else did he miss. ]