Most of Tacoma is given over to its extensive docks and the businesses that support them, but the Nicaraguan Canal in Aztlan stole a chunk of Tacoma’s port traffic and business isn’t what it used to be. A number of large factories continue to sustain the district, despite being slowly edged out by an insurgence of smaller microfactories that use high-tech processes and industrial nanotech to mass produce on a smaller scale. The industrial-fueled “Tacoma Aroma” remains, despite heavy efforts by Eta Engineering to route effluent and sewage into processing plants rather than adding it to the Sound’s glistening brown tide.
Tacoma’s abundant working-class communities are a great place to conduct biz. Corner neighborhood bars are perfect for low-key meets or just relaxing, without having to worry about wading through street gangs or spotted by the snitches that prowl more infamous runner haunts. For some extra culture, the Little Asia neighborhood has expanded, providing extra shelter and opportunities for the Triads and Seoulpa Rings.
The Yakuza spent years battling the Mafia for control over this district, only to have the Vory snatch large segments out the docks out from underneath them. Tacoma remains a major syndicate battleground, with lucrative vice markets, protection rackets, and smuggling opportunities at stake. Hits and gun-battles occur on a weekly basis, escalated by the occasional bombing; mob street violence has in fact become an accepted part of daily life in Tacoma.