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Really enjoying so far.

I fear, Night Vale. I fear for what we know. I fear for what we don't know. I fear for what we don't yet know what we don't know.

We will always be in that most dangerous, most exciting, most possible time of all: the now, where we can never can know what shape the moment will take.

After all, this Valentine's Day, as all Valentine's Days, will not succeed in bringing out city down. This Valentine's Day, as Valentine's Days, will soon recede into painful memory, fading with time until another foul Valentine's Day is upon us again.

This evening I saw a running man. He was leaving town, legs pumping like a terrified heart. I think he was missing a hand. Is it that he wouldn't meet my eye, or he had no eyes? Now I wish I could remember. There are many things I wish I could remember.
This had been traffic.

Well, at risk of becoming too much a part of this story, dear listeners, might I say that the Night Vale School District is overstepping its bounds by telling us whether or not our children can be armed by undercover militants? Should it be a school's job to say, "No, child, you cannot have grenades or assault rifles in the classroom"? I think not.

"Who takes mere money, or even soulless joy, in depriving our small community of such a simple but important act as luridly admiring Carlos's stunning coif?(...) Telly the Barber cut Carlos's beautiful hair."

When a scene is so satisfying you need a couple of minutes to pull yourself together and stop crying because of pure joy. #perfection