I'll keep this short. We have a Patreon. And lately the amount on that Patreon has gone down.

While income from live shows and merch do obviously help, the Patreon is still the main way that we

make this show and pay all the people involved. Both behind the scenes and, you know, in front of the

scenes. Is that the phrase? So if you are able to and have not yet supported us on Patreon,

please consider it. It helps the show exist. And we have all sorts of cool rewards, like

Director's Notes on every episode, Zoom Hangs with the Cast and Crew, add free versions of every

episode, and even having yourself inserted as a character into the show, yes, you could become

an actual citizen of Nightfail. To help us out, go to welcometonightfail.com and click on donate.

Please consider doing that and enjoy the show goodbye.

Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near? Tell me more about your special bird powers.

Welcome to Nightfail.

It's been a long couple of weeks, as the citywide emergency sirens that signal illegal public

acknowledgement of angels have been blaring almost nonstop. But in spite of these are

care clause, I've been shouting, you're an angel at Beans who look like angels and then making

my most friendly finger pointing gesture. The Beans who call themselves angels because,

that's what they are, have begun filing the paperwork for official existence.

The angels are still at the hall of public records downtown waiting in line.

They have made it to the front of the line three different times, but each time,

they were told they were missing a key form of ID or pre-application paperwork or that the cameras

could not record their image. They weren't told this using words. The records hall clerk just

stabbed their paperwork repeatedly with scissors and then got a massive nose bleed, which is how

they know their application was declined. Other citizens waiting have grown restless, as they do

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