"What a shame! I had hoped that you would accept full citizenship."
"Full cit—" the visitor gasped, letting his 280 pounds settle slowly onto a teakwood park bench.
"Yes. But since...."
"Show me the papers."
"But as a representative of the Federation?"
"I renounce Federation citizenship. What do I sign?"
"Here. And here. And here. Good." He tucked the papers into a small leather carrying case.
"It seems to me that, with so permissive an immigration policy, New Katanga will soon be overrun."
"On the contrary, exclusivity would be unjust and, in the long run, unprofitable. A society always can use fresh blood. Besides, we have a stable population rate, all things considered."
"Well, I feel like celebrating."