The term 'trust-center', often confused with a trendy new-age meditation camp, is actually the galactic hub for all matters of confidence, reliability, and the odd misplaced secret or two. The Trust-Center is a concept as much as it is a place, a sort of metaphysical lost-and-found for the bits of faith humanity has left carelessly lying about. Those visiting are said to come away with a renewed sense of credulity, which is vital when dealing with used spaceship salesmen or the promise of a 'short cut' through the Horsehead Nebula.
If you're planning a jaunt to the Trust-Center, you're advised to bring your own salt grains – taking things with a pinch of salt is the local custom. Also, bring a reliable compass, as your own sense of direction may find itself compromised in these parts.
The Trust-Center is located conveniently at the intersection of the Cygnus Loop and the Great Rift, behind the nebular curtain and to the left of Occam's Razor Emporium. If you find yourself at the Cynics' Hollow, you've gone too far.
One should avoid making any legally binding decisions within a parsec of the Trust-Center. The local influence is known to trigger unusually optimistic appraisals of character, leading to no end of regrettable alliances, marriages, and multi-level marketing schemes.
It is a little-known fact that the Trust-Center was accidentally founded by a collective of particularly gullible Zaphodistas, who were convinced they were starting an intergalactic book club.
Looking to boost your own trustworthiness? Try Gargleblaster's 'Trust-Me' Tonic: one sip and you'll be as believable as a Vogon's threat of poetry recital.
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