The exact nature of your occupation is immaterial to the city. The city only concerns itself with how you contribute to its vitality. Do you produce goods for others to consume? Do you hold essential knowledge? Do you encourge denizens to meet and transact? Do you exert a modicum of order over the denizens? Then you do not just live in the city, you are part of it.
The city is a great machine, an intricate connection of cogs and wheels ever ticking through infinite calculations. It would be easy to lose track of everything going on, but not for you. ^8b3fe9
The city is your laboratory, and you study everything that comes through it -### a dilettante whose curiosity is matched only by your persistence. ^abd641
The city is the greatest marketplace in the world for goods and information but without you, people wouldn’t find each other to make such exchanges. ^6be75c
The city overwhelms its inhabitants and you offer them an escape, providing temporary confections, more permanent remedies to what ails them, or otherwise idle distractions. ^96421f
You contribute to the lifeblood of the city, producing goods and services for the use or benefit, enjoyment or satisfaction of others. ^49a59b
The city is chaos, a swarming mass without form or direction, unless you command them and direct them. ^3cd500
The city is a maelstrom to the senses, utterly foreign to you in its ways and norms and traditions. ^80cf5c
The city hums with activity, but without your patronage, it would come to a screeching halt. ^92131c
The city is a vast library of knowledge, and a small piece of it is yours, but yours alone. ^717c16