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"Very well," I said, "but why Ar? Why not any one of a thousand other cities and towns?" I did not think that Boabissia would appreciate being informed that she was indeed not only unlike the usual Alar woman, but that she was of a quite different sort, a sort that many Goreans were familiar with, a sort often found in pleasure gardens and paga taverns, delightfully luscious, well-curved, eminently salable, and exciting, the sort that would seem incorrectly garbed, literally inappropriately dressed, at least from the Gorean point of view, if not clad in a tunic and collar. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #126)

I had gathered this from her interest in going to Ar. "Why?" I asked. "Clearly," she said, "I am not of Alar blood". "Very well," I said, "but why Ar? Why not any one of a thousand other cities and towns?" I did not think that Boabissia would appreciate being informed that she was indeed not only unlike the usual Alar woman, but that she was of a quite different sort, a sort that many Goreans were familiar with, a sort often found in pleasure gardens and paga taverns, delightfully luscious, well-curved, eminently salable, and exciting, the sort that would seem incorrectly garbed, literally inappropriately dressed, at least from the Gorean point of view, if not clad in a tunic and collar. "Because it is the greatest city in thousands of pasangs," she said. "Because it is rich and busy, populous and thriving, a hub of commerce, the mistress of thousands of pasangs of arable soil and verdant pasture land". "I see," I said. - (Mercenaries of Gor)