Before the war, Santo used to be a playground for the rich. Now it's just a playground.
Tourism still drives the economy -- focusing on the people who need to get in and out. That means a thriving urban center where nobody actually lives. The suburbs are still full of people, and on the weekends, they'll go to
the beaches with the visitors to the coast. They're smart enough not to spend too much time on the boardwalk, though -- unless they're either bored, in the mood for a roller coaster, or in the mood to be fleeced. (Or to eat something fried.)
Sometimes they'll head, instead, to
the museum district. You'd be surprised to see the variety of places here -- people think all kinds of things are worthy of conservation. There are also several
parks scattered around, at least a few of which feature swingsets.
Other kinds of playgrounds include the resorts,
complete with casinos.
(Also,
brothels.)
Most anybody's material needs can be met in the
marketplace, which caters to an astonishing variety of needs. It's pretty big.
It's a little separate from
the shipyard and salvage yards, which are out by the train station that's the longest way out on the line.
A ways beyond that, there's
a ship. A little old, maybe, and in need of some repairs, but still in good shape.
(OOC questions go
here!)