You're outside a car dealership in Exchange of the Corps. A large, terracotta shark statue on a pedestal is nearby and the ivory sky has many small clouds floating above.
You're outside a carnival in The Port of the Satire. A pulsing tan light periodically illuminates the area and big stacks of satires are scattered about.
You're in The Wirings Flats. Collections of huge, luminous red crystals are growing everywhere and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.