Welcome to the set of Star Wars

So the voice says:"Welcome to the set of Star Wars". A very sexy voice. Cutting through the stream of consciousness in my head.

From the top of the double decker, the horizon fills with high rise buildings cut in amethyst, a crystal city shimmering in the blood orange juice of the morning sun. A papier mâché decor of purple brushstroke clouds above.

But where are all the flying jams?