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149 - The General

If you can dream it, you can wake up in a cold sweat screaming about it. Welcome to Night Vale.

Night Vale, today is the birthday of Leonard Burton. Many of you are too young to remember Leonard. He was my mentor, my friend, and my predecessor at this radio station. I watched him die nearly 40 years ago, right outside this very radio station on Mesa Boulevard, when a cargo truck ran him over. The sight was – grisly and upsetting. But it is that sound, that horrible “snap!” I will never forget. Dozens of witnesses gathered around to help, but it was too late. I crouched over Leonard’s body, lying to him that he would be OK, attempting to coax him from some hint of life. But there was no final word to hear, not even a final breath. I noted there were tears on his cheeks, as a host of angels behind me moaned softly while touching fingers above a flaming trashcan.

Leonard was a dutiful journalist, a true servant of his town. He loved Boston cream pies and paintings of snakes. If he had lived, he would have been 117 years young today.

Listeners, thank you for all your kind emails. A few weeks ago I was a tad – too revealing about my personal life and I mentioned, in passing, that I’m a perennial bachelor. It’s true. I’ve never had a long term serious relationship, but honestly, it’s fine. [chuckling nervously] I get out, I-I s-, I see people. You do not need to try to set me up on blind dates with friends, relatives, ancestral ghosts. Thank you, I’m doing OK. In fact, I had a date recently. His name is Carlos. He says he’s a scientist, well – we have all been scientists at one point or another in our lives. He has perfect hair, a perfect lab coat and – and teeth like a military cemetery.

The date started well. We went to dinner at Big Rico’s Pizza. He had originally suggested Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Bar and Grill, the fanciest restaurant in town, but since it was our first date, I suggested something more casual. And that was when things started to go wrong. Before we had even placed our orders, Carlos already seemed – disappointed. Which, in turn, disappointed me. Then there was dinner. I was trying to tell Carlos about my job here at the station, about my family and interests, and he was like “I know I know, Cecil, we’re in love. You and I are in love. You just don’t remember it.” And I told him, “You’re cute, but this is our first date, so let’s take this slow.” And then he looked sad, and I quickly finished my pizza, and we left.

An update on the Blood Space War. A few weeks ago, the Polonian forces who oppose us seemed all but defeated, their remaining ships cornered in a tiny moon on the far reaches of the Crab Nebula. Yet our attempts to finally destroy the enemy failed, and the Polonians escaped and regrouped. We’re getting word that the General has agreed to step down from her post, and new leadership will replace her. Some of you may remember the story of Eunomia, the teenager who left our Earth 200 years ago to join in the Blood Space War. She was a dreamer, a scientist, who was recruited for her sharp mind and later groomed as a master strategist for the Wolf Gang, our allies in this unending war. The Wolf Gang were able to use worm holes to travel great distances in mere moments. And Eunomia eventually discovered they could use these same portals to travel in time. After a brutal loss in the battle of Gamma Trachonus, Eunomia, then a captain, ordered her decimated platoon back in time to the beginning of the battle. With a greater understanding of their initial failures, she was able to better fight the battle again. Still she lost, only to return back through time to re-engage the enemy over and over again, she refought the battle until she won. Dozens of battles like this won led to her promotion to General of the Earth-Wolf Gang alliance. But after our most recent failure in the Crab Nebula, there is concern that she has lost her effectiveness.

An emissary from the Blood Space War has returned to Night Vale. They are wading through town in their oversized space suit. No doubt here to deliver us more terrible news from the front. Perhaps there will be no peace in our lifetimes. More on this story as it develops.

Our town is returning to normal, or so I have been told. Community college student and Blood Space War protest organizer, Basimah Bishara, said her mother exists once again. Basimah claims that a few weeks ago, her mother suddenly did not exist, thus making Basimah not exist but as of this week, they do exist. Basimah blames the time traveling actions of our General for changing the landscape of everyone’s existence. I can’t wrap my head around this, listeners, I-I.. I don’t remember Basimah ever not existing or, or-or that she was gone and returned. So it’s hard for me to believe this story. I-I took inventory of my own life and everything is as it always has been for me. I work at a radio station, I own a (-) [0:08:20] bike, I have a one-bedroom apartment with a soaking tub, walk-in closet, carpet shredder, knife compiler and a full-length mirror in the hallway. It’s an antique my mother handed down to me. She knows I love mirrors. I don’t have any siblings, but my mother’s alive and I talk to her regularly. We get along great, I-I-I called her to make sure everything is as she always remembered it, and she said, “What, I don’t know. Yeah sure, what a dumb question.” She’s always been witty like that. All is stasis. Nothing has been taken from my life.

The Intergalactic Military Headquarters reported all time high profits this month. They have built a stealth bomber entirely out of rare 1913 Liberty Head nickels, each valued at around - five million dollars. Senior strategic advisor Jameson Archibald admitted their financial success was not attributable to the new smart phone app he developed. “[cackling] No-ho-ho-ho-ho,” Archibald said, sitting astride a white tiger. “That app was super glitchy, but my Dad’s crazy rich and knows a bunch of people in the Pentagon, so we’re go-o-o-od!” Archibald then took a massive hit of a vape pen. “This is my new thing,” Archibald said. “Steam pens! No nicotine, no THC, only pure water vapor. Did you know water is good for you? Like, it gives you life, man. If we’re gonna vape anything, we should be vaping vapor. O-o, what if that’s what vape means? Vapor! If it doesn’t, it should!” This has been your financial report.

Sad news, Night Vale. John Peters – you know, the farmer – reported that his brother James is returning to service in the Blood Space War. James has been promoted to General to replace the retiring Eunomia. “Dang, James is such a good brother,” John said from the middle of his field of invisible corn. “I really like having him home, I’m gonna miss him. But I guess the universe needs him more than I do.” John then uprooted an invisible corn stalk and hugged it tightly, while humming the classic church hymn “Party in the USA”.

OK, this is getting annoying. So the guy I was telling you about earlier, Carlos, he’s been texting me this whole show, saying he wants to see me again, let’s see, something something, my timeline is still wrong? I should have a sister named Abby, here’s a photo of her with some kid. My mother died? Hmph. I’m supposedly afraid of mirrors, and he and I are actually married. This is ridiculous! OK, now he’s texting me a picture of a dog. “Our little puppy Aubergine,” it says. In the picture Carlos is holding the dog. I… Hm, that’s weird. I just had a strange feeling. What’s that term, uh, jamais vu I think, where you remember something that never happened.

Outside my window, I see the Emissary, their-their oblong mirrored face pressed against the glass, each hand raised to their head to block out glare from the sun. I’m waving to the Emissary now. Hello Emissary! I said just now. What is the French term for remembering something you’ve never experienced? I said even louder wondering if the Emissary can hear me through the window and that thick helmet. Also, is Aubergine a good name for a dog? I think it is! I called once more, just to start a decent conversation, because I was getting creeped out by the sight of a silent astronaut peering at me through my window. [chuckles] I can, I can see myself in the reflective face. I… [mumbles] I don’t like this. I do not like this at all. [panicked] Please go. Please leave, it cannot. Uh, I’m covering this window with a sheet, I do not like this mirror. I don’t like it one bit, no!

Let’s go to the weather.

[Weather: “Sad But Not Depressed” from the podcast It Makes a Sound https://nightvale.bandcamp.com]

I will tell you about the Emissary in a moment. But first, I must tell you that Carlos called me. Here’s his voicemail.

Carlos: Cecil, I_I’m calling for personal reasons. I-I’m, [sighs] I’m calling to tell you that I love you. That I have loved you almost since the first day I met you nearly 7 years ago. I didn’t know anyone in Night Vale [chuckles] and you were the first person to take any interest in my studies. Its not easy feeling alone, but within a year I wasn’t, cause I was with you. And now we are married. Well, at least in my lifetime we were married. We have been married, and we have a beautiful puppy named Aubergine, a house, a relationship. You have a sister, and you know, you have a brother-in-law too and, and a niece who is a talented athlete and (enormously), just a kind young woman. And we have – oh, you’re gonna play this on air, aren’t you? Oh, of course you are. Well never mind. Anyway uh, somehow you don’t know any of this. I’ve been working nights and days trying to repair this break in continuity, and I haven’t slept much, because I-I can’t sleep until we’re back in the same timeline. But I can’t find anything that will fix this, I-I don’t know what else to do other than to just say: Trust me. I will start over, we’ll go to Rico’s on another first date, I will pretend to hear about your life for the first time, I will tell you about mine for the thousandth time. It won’t be the same for me, but it will still be you. And, and that’s all that matters. You, you’re the one. Oh god, this must sound crazy, you barely know you and, and I’m coming off as desperate, but it’s because I am. Please call me. [beep]

Cecil: And I did, call him back. A-a-and I said: “I love you too. Babe, I love your beard. I love our dog. I love… I-I love our life together.” Minutes before that, I did not feel that way. I did not know about my life with Carlos, because it had never happened in my history.

It was in those minutes, though, that the Emissary spoke to me. The Emissary entered my studio and removed her helmet. And underneath was the face of an old woman, it was the face of Eunomia, the young girl who disappeared from Night Vale on her 17th birthday 200 years ago. Eunomia told me she had resigned her post as General. She was the most successful leader in the Blood Space War, but tampering with timelines had caused life in the universe to nearly cease to exist. Eunomia knew she would have to undo what she had undone so many times over, even though it would put peace out of her reach. She’s doing that. She is taking responsibility by visiting every single person affected by her actions. She’s telling them what she has taken from them. And what she will now give back. It will take her a long, long time to do this. it will take her the rest of her life.

In my case, she told me I have a sister, Abby, a brother-in-law, Steve, a niece, Janice. I-I did not know those times. She told me about my husband Carlos. I knew that name, but did not feel love for it. She took my hand and told me to look at the moon. There was a thick wedge missing from it. I never noticed that the moon was broken. Eunomia said: “I will leave now and I will undo what has been done, and your life will return to how it was.” I asked: “But I have a life now.” And she said: “But what of the lives of others? You are all connected. If I do not fix yours, how many others will never have back what the war has taken?” “And what about you?” I said. “Will you return to your teenage life on the farm?” “No,” she said, “I cannot go back to that age, but I will go back to that time and place. I only wish to see my family one more time.” “And what about the war?” I said. Hmph. “There will always be a war, because there will always be a lust for a war,” she said. “I am sorry, Cecil. I have to go.” She pointed to the moon once again. And it was whole, unbroken. I tried to squeeze her hand, but it was gone. It was only me in the studio.

On a late summer afternoon in 1816, an astronaut appeared in the center of Night Vale. 96 years later, a dog park would be established on that exact spot. The astronaut walked silently through the dusty streets. Bow-legged and slow, the Emissary walked through the outskirts of town. It took hours, and nearly the entire city followed her. Past a lot that would eventually to Old Woman Josie. Past the homestead of Eugene Leroy. Until she reached the Peters farm. And there, she stopped. There was a greenish aura about the astronaut, as she turned to face the gathered mob. The astronaut put her gloved hands to her neck and unlashed the helmet. There was a loud hissss and a pop, when she lifted the mask. The crowd approached tentatively. As the helmet came fully off, the townsfolk cried out. The face of the visitor was nearly skeletal, a rotted corpse, long white hair peeling down the back of the skull, an incomplete set of elongated teeth visible with no lips to hide them, startled eyes, ever staring with no lids to express anything else. And what was left of the skin had shriveled and yellowed.

The crowd had begun to step backward, but one woman stepped forward. a tired and pale woman. The woman whose farm it was approached the decomposing astronaut and said: “Eunomia?” The General opened her mouth slowly and spoke in a hoarse cough. “Mother,” she said. Eunomia’s young mother touched her elderly daughter’s face. Eunomia broke into dust. And the empty space suit collapsed to the ground, leaving behind the faint shape of the woman’s dissipating daughter.

In a cornfield on the outskirts of town, the General’s ashes scattered across a golden lake of ripened corn. In the very place where her military successor, James Peters – you know, the General – would be born 150 years later.

The memories of what Eunomia said to me, the memories of my life without my family, are fading quickly. Night Vale returns to normal, whatever that means. [chuckles] I told Carlos I was so sorry for causing him such pain. I can not ever know how difficult that must have been. He only tilted his head and said: “Already forgotten.” I wasn’t sure if he was being literal. Hmm.

Stay tuned next for the unceremonious continuation of all that is real.

Good night, Night Vale, Good night.

Today’s proverb: I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road, and then we’re gonna go grab drinks and dinner, maybe watch a movie. Girls’ night.

#welcome to night vale #wtnv #wtnv transcripts #episode 149 #the general

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weaverlings · 5 years

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hey here’s an actually underrated Night Vale thing:

Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Grill and Bar

that name just... has so much information in it

#welcome to night vale #maybe it's just not something a lot of people find funny #but i always find it... really funny and then get caught up in the rest of first date #for obvious reasons

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daisyfornost · 5 years

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Our destination was none other than Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Grill and Bar: the fanciest restaurant in town.

#welcome to nightvale

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ccommercegroup-blog · 5 years

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Best Restaurants in Cedar Park, TX

Cedar Park has a diverse culinary scene with varieties of restaurants selling different cuisines. Whether you are into, among others Mexican, American Stylish, or Thai dishes, you will have places to dine. Here are your best restaurants in Cedar Park, TX:

Cheddar's Casual Cafe - Austin

If you are a fan of casual dining, Cheddars Casual Café is a convenient eatery for you. The restaurant sells American cuisines and it is popular among the old as well as the new. With it having a seasonal menu, making food from locally sourced ingredients, and offering perfect staff service, you will love the encounter here. The restaurant is a moderately priced joint, and you will not have to break your bank getting restaurant fun. In addition, it offers the happy food as well as drink hour, and if you are lucky enough to catch it, you will be able to drink more for less.

Gino's Italian Cuisine

The Gino's Italian Cuisine is a famous Italian restaurants selling comfort food, and perfect for a date. With the founder having more experience in preparing American as well as Italian Cuisines, you will rest over assured to get delectable dishes on your plate. Some of the foods that feature on their menu include the Mussel Portofino, Mussels Diavolo, Italian Sausafe, Garlic Bread, cheese, among others. The restaurant also features a bar as well as lounge, counter seating, Glutten free menu, outdoor dining, patio, takeout, and has an extensive wine menu. Gino's Italian Cuisine restaurant address is 1525 Cypress Creek Rd Suite M Cedar Park, TX 78613.

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desert-bluffs-and-me · 2 years

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WTNV Quick Rundown - 27 - First Date

Things are about to get very sweet here, let's relive the facts and lore together, shall we?

Mountains. Endless mountains. Peak after barren peak. And what lies restless in the shadowed valleys? I cannot say. I cannot say. Welcome to Night Vale.

The episode details Cecil and Carlos' first date together, which Cecil is very excited about. It is set 'several weeks' from Carlos' the last episode.

They met up in Old Town. Cecil was wearing his 'best' tunic and furry pants. Carlos was wearing a laid back 'weekend' lab coat. 'We were both beautiful in the late afternoon sunlight, each other’s dreams met in a real world moment.' They went to Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Grill and Bar. They walked arm in arm, were seated by somebody they have no memory of (least of all how they got to their table) and sat in a doorless room. They ordered a single Portobello mushroom served rare and bloody.

“I’ve been thinking,” Carlos said. “Uh huh?” I said. “Yeah, that’s what I’ve been doing lately,” he said. “Thinking. It’s part of being a scientist. What have you been up to?”

They finished up with carrot cake that may or may not have been just air, were given their cheque by a man who was just a buzzing shadow and left by breaking the window with a brick and climbing out. They go for a walk in Mission Grove Park where people are engaging in the recreational activity 'pointing at the sky and screaming'. Carlos declines to join in as he did that yesterday. Instead, he tests trees whilst Cecil strokes his hair.

It seems half the town is turning into buzzing shadow people, which Carlos mentions he should do something about. He says he does not need Cecil's help as scientists are self-relient, but he does kiss Cecil 'just once, just gently' before he leaves. It also seems he solved the problem because the shadow people are gone.

'End of date reports' are a thing.

Weather: "Team the Best Team" by Doom Tree, doomtree.net

The crates from 'A Story About You' are mentioned again. We are told not to worry about them. The radio station reaches out to Lt Regis of Unit Seven of the Local National Guard and KFC combo store who rambles about thoughts and refuses to comment on the crates.

There will be a NV Private Library. It's next door and only available to the towns richest resident, Marcus Vanston. It will apparently serve the community by showing how rich Marcus is and what a great guy that obviously makes him.

It's described as being a pretty great library, which Marcus intends to stroll around nude in whilst gloating that he's the only one allowed inside despite having no interest in books. It's even librarian free.

The tiny people from under the bowling ally continue to wage war, so citizens are encouraged to stomp everywhere and keep their eyes on the ground. A monument is silently erected to the Apache Tracker, then buried somewhere nobody can find it because he was a hero but also a racist embarrassment.

Cecil talks about the unhealthy body images projected in media. He mentions that images we see are often edited to look better and that: you are beautiful only when you do beautiful things. Full lips aren't as beautiful as a full laugh. Skinny hips aren't as attractive as a quick wit. Think about treating others right and those others will flock to you in screaming droves.

Next is the Efficiency Hour with their productivity expert, a reversed voice underscored by hypnotic pulses.

Night Vale, my sweet and only Night Vale, may you find love. May you find it wherever it’s been hidden. May you find who has been hiding it and exact revenge upon them. [...] And with all the love in my loving heart, and with a loving voice in a loving and terrifying world, good night, Night Vale. Good night.

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv quick rundown #wtnv ep 27

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wtnvcrossword · 7 years

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WTNV - Ep 96 - Negotiations

Across

1. During the Community Calendar, Cecil announced that Monday is Cloud ___ Day.

5. The Sheriff’s Secret Police try to do what to a cloud to reinstatement of the cloud ban?

7. As he ended his broadcast Cecil said, “Best to just ignore danger until it’s too late. The end will be the same, but the experience along the way will be far more ___.”

8. What is the name of Tamika’s taxidermist?

11. After Mayor Cardinal’s first announcement the reporters had no follow up questions because they were busy doing what?

14. Tamika Flynn wisely stated that “Time passes ___, not annually.”

16. When negotiations start to go poorly, what is the first building that Hadassah collapses? (2 words)

17. Cecil said that the Glow Cloud is “almighty and gracious” in its what?

18. If sent back to his world, Hiram would be given this item with a picture of a flag on it and the words, “I overthrew.”

20. What is the new exhibit at the Museum of Forbidden Technologies? (2 words)

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2. In what area of Night Vale does Tamika’s militia reside? (2 words)

3. The other course Simone Rigadeau is teaching will be titled “Clear and Distant Danger: the Terrible Mysteries of the ___ ___”

4. What is the name of Hadassah McDaniels’ lead negotiator?

6. Which day is now a member-exclusive?

9. Tamika appointed herself a seat on what Night Vale governing body? (2 words)

10. On what day does the new exhibit at the Museum of Forbidden Technologies open?

12. What creature did Tamika have stuffed and mounted?

13. Simone Rigadeau is going to teach a course called “1983 – the Year the World ___?”

15. What birthday is 2-day-old Bart Mentenya celebrating at Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Grill and Bar?

19. How many miles wide is the diameter of the spacecraft?

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cecilspeaks · 5 years

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150 - The Birthday of Lee Marvin (III)

Deb: Hey squishy humans! Deb at it again, as usual, talking until your mortal forms pass away. Welcome…

Dana: Once again, the sun has risen. Good one, sun. We’re all very impressed by the same trick on the millionth day in a row. I’m Dana Cardinal. Welcome to..

Computer: Computer loves Night Vale. Night Vale provides home for computer. Welcome…

Deb: Welcome…

Dana: Welcome…

Steve: Heyy everyone! Oh uh, oh man, I’m supposed to prepare some sort of a start for this thing, huh? Dangit, forget every time! Every time! [chuckles] Come on, Steve! You have a responsibility here, Steve! You’re better than this, Steve. Sorry. God, sorry! Oh. Uh, Welcome to Night Vale!

Cecil: Listeners, it is a very special day today. That’s right, it’s Carlos and I’s sixth anniversary! Yes, we count that first night at the Arby’s, looking out at those lights, as the start. Why not? Something has to be the start. And that felt like the first moment of it, the rest of our lives.

It’s especially emotional this anniversary, because recently we did not exist for a brief period. Then we both did exist again, but I had forgotten about our entire life together. I have since remembered and it has been especially tender between us. Such things happen in any marriage that has gone on for enough years, and so it served us as a good reminder of who we are in each other’s lives.

But it’s not just a special day for us. Oh no. It’s also, oh wow – the 30th birthday of legend of stage and screen, Mister Lee Marvin. Let’s take a listen to a special message from the birthday man himself.

Lee Marvin: Hello. It is my birthday again. Huh. Well, happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to all of us. It’s all of our birthdays this year. Congratulations, us! But it’s only for so much longer. Uh.. I am tired of floating on time like a lazy river gone stale. It’s time for me to reach out, to cease. To alter. I’m so tired. I wish I could sleep. I mean I can, I can sleep. But also I wish that I could. Both the wish and the ability exist within me.

This will be the last day that I turn 30. I have been climbing a narrow rock chimney, but today I let go and fall into deep, clear waters. Hm. Thanks for all the birthday wishes. It really, really has meant a lot.

Cecil: OK, kind of a bummer of a birthday message, but let’s move on. And now, the financial news. Intern Maureen: And now the financial news or whatever. Looks like stocks are up, which is great for people who own stocks, who are statistically already wealthy enough that stocks being up or down doesn’t fundamentally affect their lives. And those of us without stocks, well then the health of the stock market has little relationship to..

Faceless Old Woman: Toni I see that you are reading the financial news. Yes, I’m looking at you right now. No, not behind your shoulder. I see you glancing back. No, not out the window either. Toni, look up. Look up, Toni. The great work begin-

Steve: Now see I’m VP of counting at the Last Bank of Night Vale. I can count very high, so I’m uniquely situated to explain these figures to you. So uh, oh OK. See where the graph is going down? That means that the price is, uh, lower. Or-or maybe the stock is? Or it’s all going up oh hold on, huh, I’ve been looking at this sideways. Oh this isn’t graph at all! [chuckles] It’s a picture of Lee Marvin.

Dana: Why do bad things happen to good people? Wrong question. The question is: why do things happen?

Basimah: I have 17 dollars on my bank account and my teenage father is living with me. So things are going great here.

Cecil: ..up 8 per cent, the highest percentage in the last three years. And this has been financial news.

Meanwhile, a last minute birthday party for Mr. Lee Marvin has been arranged at Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Bar and Grill at 5 PM. Where we will all celebrate the first three decades of Mr. Marvin’s life by taking advantage of some great happy hour deals. Gino’s happy hours are super appetizing. The most popular item is a small bowl filled with polished pebbles, but they are damn cheap, and that is appreciated in these tough times, when all of us are finding ourselves short on our bills. Except the estate of the late Marcus Vanston, which now contains approximately 15 per cent of all money in the United States, but still has no designated beneficiary.

Mr. Marvin himself is not expected to attend his own party, as he is not feeling well, and also says that he has a plan to move himself from this tired wheel of time. Well, feel better Lee, and good luck on that hobby of yours. Sounds complicated and exhausting. I’ll have a Shiraz and a bowl of pebbles in honor of you.

Lee Marvin: Night Vale. We are a town of good intentions. Once there was a god. Her name was Huntokar, and she tried to save one little town. She acted with love. The missiles came and she reached out to shift the timeline, only a tad, only enough to save us. And in that moment, her little town shattered into millions of parallel towns. This place became a prison. A god’s love is a dangerous force.

Once, there was a woman who was a general. She wanted victory for a just cause, so she fought every battle, over and over until time was jumbled up and overlapping and worn thin. She returned home and she died, but the wreckage she made of time remained.

And once there was a man. An actor. Once, but not much longer. Here, time and space have been scratched and scrunched, worn down until they’re translucent. And what if I reached out a hand? And what if I pushed that hand to the thin places?

Happy birthday to me. My last 30th birthday.

Steve: Well folks, there’s the hour and it’s time to, uh, do our usual checks and such. Check in on it. On the uh, you know the, what’s the word?

Faceless Old Woman: I’m standing on your roof, Randolph. Yes, Randolph, that’s my pacing you hear, back and forth on these cheap clay tiles that needed replacing three years ago. There will be rain, Randolph, some day. And then there will be leaks. That’s a certainty.

Don’t believe me? Let’s take a look at…

Dana: That’s that for all that, listeners. I’m getting tired just reporting all this life. Can’t imagine how tired all of you are from living it. So let’s all take a break together and go to the…

Numbers station: 43. 12. 9. 55. 30. 17. The weather. To the weather. Cause I am the champion and you’re gonna hear me… roar.

[“Things Still Left To Say” by Mal Blum, https://www.malblum.com]

Lee Marvin: There are many Night Vales. This isn’t news, it’s merely the fact of it. There’s a Night Vale where the streets are rivers and the rain falls constantly from sunless skies. There’s a Night Vale where the mayor is a smiling man, and a Night Vale where the mayor is a brave woman. And of course there is a Night Vale that has no mayor and never will have again. There’s a Night Vale without a day. And there’s a Night Vale without night. There’s a Night Vale where the dogs sing and the birds bark. There’s a Night Vale with no people, only the angel who’s moaning and tapping their fingers. There’s a Night Vale where I was never born. And there’s a Night Vale where I’ll never die. There’s a Faceless Old Woman who secretly lives in your home. She’s in every Night Vale there is. There’s Night Vale where time runs backwards and a Night Vale where time skips about, and there’s Night Vale where time doesn’t work at all. That’s this Night Vale. Time is weird here. Time is weird everywhere, but it’s especially weird here. There’s a Night Vale where Dana is the voice of her town, and a Night Vale where Deb, the sentient patch of haze is voice of her town. And a Night Vale where you are the voice of your town. An infinitude of voices, of an infinitude of Night Vales.

But here, in this Night Vale, our voice is Cecil. Hah, a voice like distant traffic. A voice like strong coffee at midnight.

Once there was a god with good intentions, and a heart full of love. She shattered us in two, many versions of us. Once there was a general, full of courage and victory. She twisted our time about itself, lost us in a labyrinth of hours and years.

And once there was a man. His dreams were simple. He wanted to be an actor, that’s all. To lie a little to audiences, in a way that they like being lied to. But time got stuck on him like – gum on a shoe. It was always his 30th birthday, from the Big Ban to the tedious heat death of the universe. His 30th birhday forever. Time weighed on him and so he looked out at every Night Vale that has ever been, and every Night Vale that will ever be, all of them swirling and swinging thru intertwining chronologies and he concentrated veery hard. And he reached out one tired ancient 30-year-old hand and stopped them all, just for a moment. He stopped time’s gyrations.

All is frozen. Water hangs in the air below a leaking tap. The trees are sculpted by a gust of wind and haven’t yet swung back to their natural state. The clouds form a frozen pattern, like snowdrifts in the sky. A voice of Night Vale sits in front of a microphone, mouth open but no words coming out. All of the voices in all of the Night Vales.

On the highway out of town, the cars are stopped dead. Their drivers caught glancing at their phones or scratching their ears and thinking about what would finally make them happy, or looking in the mirror and trying to gauge whether the car behind them belongs to the Sheriff’s Secret Police. Farther out, over the mountains and to the coast, the waves are stopped mid-fall. Foam caught, rising water caught, tumbling.

An old man in Canada trips on a shoe discarded by his grandson, and there he remains, hands out mid-air, too late for anyone to save but not yet colliding with the earth. He will dislocate his knee.

A soldier in China squints at a bird, trying to decide which type of bird it is. Really it’s too distant to tell but the soldier makes a game of this to pass the tedium, and so here they are squinting at a bird that is stopped mid-flight, its wings outstretched, catching wind that is no longer moving. Observe the solder in this moment, a thin slice of a long life.

Out in low orbit, a spindly silver being in a graceful silver craft, is caught in an instant when its appendages that are not really fingers but we’ll call them fingers, even though technically are closed in function to kidneys. When its fingers phase thru the skull of a sleeping human that it has brought abroad, reaching into the human’s memories, seeking out a clear understanding of a planet that the being has been tasked to observe. That planet and all the other planets cease for a moment in their senseless hurdle thru the vacuum. They are suspended. The way they are in diagrams.

The story we tell ourselves of stasis, and clear spacial relationships is, for a moment, true. An entire universe holds its breath.

Huh. Then I shift my hand a little and the gears of time click back into place and start again to move. Not quite as they were before, they-they are on track now. Their tread a little truer.

The beginning of my end. The start of my death. I take in air, I let out air, and in the moment where the universe starts again, something happens that has never happened before. Not in all of history.

Cecil: Today is a special day, Night Vale. Lee Marvin, star of stage and screen is, oh wow! - turning 31 today. Happy birthday, Lee! You know, it feels like our thirties just fly by. Enjoy them while they last. Lee Marvin celebrated his birthday in a notably somber way. He stepped out onto his lawn, nodding at passers by and various idiot birds. He spit thru his teeth, placed his hands on his hips, watched the sun move for a while. Then he nodded in approval of everything he’d seen and stepped back inside. Well, we all express happiness in our own ways.

A few minutes ago, I got the most interesting voicemail from my most interesting husband, Carlos. It’s our sixth anniversary today, you know. Anyway, he was so excited, I’ve never heard him talk so fast in his life. Carlos said he opened the clock that was on our mantelpiece at home, the one that was given to him by his mother the day he received his PhD. The one he brought with him to Night Vale, the one that after having come to Night Vale, he opened to find that it was full of moss and fur and human teeth. Yeah, time doesn’t work in Night Vale, he had realized and he mourned the transformation of both the clock and his experience of the days and years of his life, but he still believes in keeping possession in perfect condition, and so today he opened the clock to brush its teeth, only to find it was full of gears and a battery and was ticking away. He measured the movement of its minute hand against the sun, and found that the sun, instead of disappearing at wildly different times, was setting on a normal schedule. He called me up, his voice cracking with excitement, bordering on terror.

“Cecil, Cecil!” he said to me. “Cecil! Time is normal in Night Vale. Well. It is night, Night Vale. Soon the sun will rise and we know exactly what time that will happen. Our lives have all lurched forward. Is that – good? Stay tuned next for exactly what was scheduled to run next, at the exact time it was scheduled to do so. And from my mouth to your ears, even after all these years, Good night, Night Vale, Good night.

Today’s proverb: Technically, the first human being and the first human being in space were the same person.

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homeiswherethestuckis · 6 years

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The signs: Welcome to Night Vale Edition

Aries: The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home

Arsces: Tourniquet

Arrius: Erika

Ariborn: Hugh Jackman

Arittarius: Feral Dogs

Arpia: The Sheriff’s Secret Police

Arza: The Baristas

Arga: Telly the Barber

Aro: Eternal Scout

Arcen: Big Rico’s Pizza

Armini: Simone Rigadeau

Arun: The Museum of Forbidden Technologies

Arist: Cecil’s mom

Arsci: The Shape in Grove Park

Arnius: Erika

Aricorn: Cactus Jane

Arittanius: “Are you an earthworm? You’re probably an earthworm.”

Arpio: Chad Bowinger

Arra: Megan Wallaby, when she was just an adult man’s hand

Argo: The Moonlite All Nite Diner

Arlo: Leann Hart

Arcer: Sand Wastes

Armino: The Hooded Figures

Arus: The Gray Head of Hiram McDaniels

Taurus: Intern Maureen

Taurist: Frances Donaldson

Taursci: Plastic bags mistaken for a pack of feral dogs

Taurnius: Erika

Tauricorn: Larry Leroy, out on the edge of town

Taurittanius: The Man in the Tan Jacket

Taurpio: Dark Owl Records

Taurra: Pamela Winchell

Taurgo: Chad Bowinger

Taurlo: Janice

Taurcer: The Night Vale Harbor and Waterfront Recreation Area

Taurmino: Marcus Vanston

Taurun: The cactus Telly the Barber was last seen trying to give a haircut to

Tauries: every mispronunciation of “Michigan”

Taursces: Blood Pact Scout

Taurrius: Erika

Tauriborn: The Brown Stone Spire

Taurittarius: The Ralph’s

Taurpia: Lauren Mallard

Taurza: That computer who tried to take over the town that one time

Taurga: Siobhan Azdak

Tauro: Guns don’t kill people, people kill guns

Taurcen: Radon Canyon

Taurmini: The Night Vale girl scouts

Gemini: Fey

Gemun: Wheat and wheat by-products

Gemries: The Dog Park

Gemsces: City Council

Gemrius: Erika

Gemiborn: Eggs aren’t real.

Gemittarius: Nuh-uh, show me an egg!

Gempia: That’s not an egg!

Gemza: What’s an egg?

Gemga: Who let you in here?

Gemo: Cecil’s fun fact science corner

Gemcen: Mission Grove Park

Gemino: Hole in the vacant lot out back of the Ralph’s

Gemus: They come in two’s. You come in two’s. Kill your double.

Gemrist: The Traveler

Gemsci: Carlos

Gemnius: Erika

Gemicorn: Michael Sandero

Gemittanius: Flaky O’s

Gempio: Michael Sandero’s other, more attractive and intelligent head

Gemra: The House that Doesn’t Actually Exist

Gemgo: Sheriff Sam

Gemlo: 8,000 Angora Rabbits

Gemcer: The Blood Space War

Cancer: The Glow Cloud

Camino: Desert Flower Bowling Alley and Arcade Fun Complex

Canus: Earl Harlan

Canrist: Soft Meat Crowns

Cansci: The Apache Tracker

Cannius: Erika

Canicorn: Hazelnut

Canittanius: Mystify

Canpio: Lark

Canra: Lurk

Cango: Robert

Canlo: Anglican

Cancen: Pheromone

Camini: Halter top

Canun: Marmalade

Canries: Hardware

Cansces: Laser

Canrius: Pepper

Caniborn: Release

Canittarius: Kneecap

Canpia: Falafel

Canza: Period

Canga: Chaste

Cano: Chased

Leo: Leggings

Lecen: Wool

Lemini: Sweater

Leun: Heartbeat

Leries: Heartbeat

Leiborn: Heart

Leitarrius: Beat

Lepia: Heart

Leza: Beat

Lega: Beat

Lelo: Beat

Lecer: Beat

Lemino: Beat

Leus: Memorize that list exactly

Lerist: John Peters, you know, the farmer?

Lesci: Gino’s Italian Dining Experience and Grill and Bar

Lenius: Erika

Leicorn: Night Vale Community Radio

Leittanius: Trish Hidge

Lepio: The Child of the Glow Cloud

Lera: The Green Head of Hiram McDaniels

Lego: The Underground City located in the pin retrieval area of Lane Five of the Desert Flower Bowling Alley and Arcade Fun Complex

Virgo: The Woman from Italy

Virlo: Pyramid

Vircer: Fashion Week

Virmino: Strex Corp

Virus: Jackie Fierro

Virist: Librarians

Virsci: A Vague Yet Menacing Government Agency

Virnius: Erika

Viricorn: Intern Kareem

Virittanius: A man who is not tall

Virpio: A man who is not short

Viro: The otherworldly desert

Vircen: Teddy Williams

Virmini: Dreadnaught Scout

Virun: Subway? More like Wowza.

Viries: Megan Wallaby, after her surgery

Virsces: The Registry of Middle School Crushes

Virrius: Erika

Viriborn: Sigrid Borg

Virittarius: Used and Discount Sporting Goods Store

Virpia: “Ask your doctor if right is left for you”

Virza: The Haunted Baseball Diamond

Libra: Tamika Flynn

Ligo: Helicopters depicting birds of prey diving

Liblo: The Whispering Forest

Licer: The Blue Head of Hiram McDaniels

Limino: Deb the Sentient Patch of Haze

Libus: History Week

Librist: Michelle Nguyen

Libsci: Illiterate spiders

Libnius: Erika

Libicorn: Desert Bluffs

Libittanius: Abandoned Mine Shaft

Lipio: WZZZ, the Numbers Station

Libo: Lights above the Arby’s, but not the lights of the Arby’s

Licen: Sarah Sultan

Limini: Lucia Tereschenko

Libun: Double Secret Police

Libries: Poetry Week

Libsces: The Emissary

Librius: Erika

Libiborn: The Barista District

Libittarius: Louie Blasko

Lipia: The Distant Prince

Scorpio: Steve Carlsberg

Scorra: Steve Carlsberg

Scorgo: Steve Carlsberg

Scorlo: Steve Carlsberg

Scorcer: Steve Carlsberg

Scormino: Steve Carlsberg

Scorus: Steve Carlsberg

Scorist: Steve Carlsberg

Scorsci: Steve Carlsberg

Scornius: Steve Carlsberg

Scoricorn: Steve Carlsberg

Scorittanius: Steve Carlsberg

Scorpia: Steve Carlsberg

Scorza: Steve Carlsberg

Scorga: Steve Carlsberg

Scoro: Steve Carlsberg

Scorcen: Steve Carlsberg

Scormini: Steve Carlsberg

Scorun: Steve Carlsberg

Scories: Steve Carlsberg

Scorsces: Steve Carlsberg

Scorrius: Steve Carlsberg

Scoriborn: Steve Carlsberg

Scorittarius: Steve Carlsberg

Sagittarius: Kevin

Sagipia: Shriektronics

Sagiza: Abandoned Missile Silo

Sagiga: The Gold Head of Hiram McDaniels

Sagio: Invisible Clocktower

Sagicen: The Summer Reading Program

Sagimini: Station Management

Sagiun: A Smiling God

Sagiries: Hadassah McDaniels

Sagisces: The Ghost of Buddy Holly

Sagirius: Erika

Sagiborn: Weird Scout

Sagittanius: Leonard Burton

Sagipio: Mountains? More like nothings.

Sagira: The Night Vale Zoo

Sagigo: Nulogorsk

Sagilo: Abby

Sagicer: Bloodstone circles

Sagimino: Street Cleaning Day

Sagius: The Hierarchy of Angels

Sagirist: Basimah Bashara

Sagisci: Khoshekh

Saginius: The Dark Planet

Sagicorn: Poetry Week

Capricorn: Emotions you don’t understand upon viewing a sunset

Caprittanius: Lost pets, found

Capripio: Lost pets, unfound

Caprira: A secret lost pet city on the moon

Caprigo: Trees that see

Caprilo: Restaurants that hear

Capricer: A void that thinks

Caprimino: A face half seen just before falling asleep

Caprius: Trembling hands reaching for desperately needed items

Caprisci: Sandwiches

Caprist: Silence when there should be noise

Capriborn: Noise when there should be silence

Caprittarius: Nothing when you want something

Capripia: Something when you thought there was nothing

Capriza: Clear plastic binder sheets

Capriga: Scented dryer sheets

Caprio: Rain coming down in sheets

Capricen: Night

Caprimini: Rest

Capriun: Sleep

Capries: End

Caprisces: Sorrow Songs Singalong

Capririus: Erika

Aquarius: Erika

Aquiborn: Cal Palmer

Aquittarius: Beagle Puppy

Aquapia: The Violet Head of Hiram McDaniels

Aquaza: Joanna Rey

Aquaga: Auction of Contraband and Seized Property

Aquo: The Air-Filled Earth Society

Aquacen: Hidden Gorge

Aquamini: Old Woman Josie

Aquiun: Randy Newman Memorial Night Vale Airport

Aquaries: The Dark Box

Aquasces: Night Vale Green Market Co-op

Aquanius: Erika

Aquicorn: Fear Scout

Aquittanius: The Night Vale Subway System

Aquapio: Imaginary corn

Aquara: World Government

Aquago: The Monolith in the Dog Park

Aqualo: Harrison Kipp

Aquacer: The Smithwick House

Pisces: Cecil Gershwin Palmer

Pirius: Erika

Piborn: The Green Head of Hiram McDaniels

Pittarius: Ash Beach

Pipia: The Night Vale Transit Authority

Piza: Dana Cardinal

Piga: “Do not trust the angels. They only tell lies and do not exist.”

Pio: Hiram McDaniels, a literal five headed dragon

Picen: Weird Scout

Pimini: Huntokar

Piun: The Old Night Vale Opera House

Piries: eGemony

Pisci: Lazy Day

Pinius: Erika

Picorn: “Nice try, giant worms.”

Pittanius: The Masked Army

Pipio: Paul Birmingham

Pira: Skeleton Gorge

Pigo: The National Guard Station and KFC Combo Store

Pilo: Lee Marvin

Picer: Windhind and Hungry Man Brand Frozen Foods Officially Sponsored Illuminati

Pimino: The Weather

Pius: That specific shade of purple

Pirist: “Good night, Night Vale, good night.”

#the extended zodiac #the extended zodiacs as #wtnv #welcome to night vale #god I am so sorry for this #I literally did this just for the scorpio part I am so sorry and tired #anyway never doing this again #can't tell if I doubled any by accident or not #anyway please enjoy

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thechildoflightning · 5 years

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150th Episode

I Just Have So Many Feels

[Photo ID: a simple sketch of an eye that has a moon in it sits in the background of simple town items, including a water tower. The base of the picture states: Welcome to Night Vale: ID Ends]

So here are 10 conclusions and 5 questions

[Photo ID: Caption saying “I don’t understand anything” with a drawing of a confused looking Carlos: End ID]

1. Time works now

2. 7 year anniversary of the show

3. 6th anniversary of Cecilos

[Photo ID: Cecil and Carlos at their first date at Gino’s Italian Dining Experience: ID Ends]

4. I loved hearing from old characters

5. Steve is a Mood

[Photo ID: Cecil is drawn with a third eye and sharp fangs with spit coming out of his mouth as he screams “Steve Carlsberg!” ID Ends]

6. Night Vale and it’s creation was actually explained!!

7. I’m getting a nuclear/end of the world/apocalypse vibe which would explain why the rest of the world is never mentioned and while Night Vale is so weird

8. Lee Marvin turned 31

9. Lee Marvin’s being tired of life was very relatable but also made me really appreciate my own

10. All the nostalgia and I totally cried no regerts

[Photo ID: A drawing of Cecil, Maureen, Dana, and Leonard Burton, all with their names and respective jobs captioned. Cecil is excited, Maureen is energetic, Dana looks strong and proud, and Leonard Burton looks laid back and calm. ID ends]

1. Time works now??

2. TiMe WoRkS nOw??

3. time... work????

4. time works now?

[Photo ID: Cecil and Carlos sit in the trunk of a car cuddling and look up at the mysterious lights in the sky. ID Ends]

5. Is Night Vale coming to an end? Because this episode sounded v v conclusion-y, even more than past anniversary episodes

[Photo ID: Cecil has his hand on his chin as he reads from a piece of paper in the recording studio. His posture is relaxed as he says, “Goodnight Night Vale, Goodnight.” ID Ends]

Photo Credits in Order: Welcome to Night Vale Official, Kinomatika, Meadow Rue, Kinomatika, VincenzoNova, Iisjah, Scholla

#welcome to night vale #wtnv #wtnv spoilers #cecil palmer #carlos #cecilos #so many feels #fanart #review

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sebastiankurz · 5 years

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Inspire yourself with the Best Luxury Interior Design Projects

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Private Villa in London with Circu Magical Furniture

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Armani Casa Private London Residence

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A period townhouse, 800 sq. meters on 7 levels. Complete refurbishment, interior design and furnishing project.

Flexform’s Private Living Room in São Paulo

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The clear chromatic contrast contributes to creating an atmosphere of refined equilibrium. The living room is furnished with a spacious composition of the Groundpiece sofa, designed by Antonio Citterio, upholstered in a light-coloured linen fabric that pairs fittingly with the dark brown cowhide-clad bookshelf-armrest that lends function and personality to the sofa.

Completing the decor, the Fly coffee table in Canaletto walnut that flutters above the unique Bangkok ottoman, also upholstered in dark brown cowhide.

A Private Residence by Flos

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This Private residence, by Flos Furniture, art is everywhere to be found. The architectural features are perfectly merged with the Italian brand’s furniture. The beginnings of Flos (meaning “flower” in Latin) blossomed from a brilliant idea: to create objects, starting with a light bulb, that would change the way of life for both the Italian market and the foreign markets.

In 1972, the “Italy The New Domestic Landscape” show at New York City’s MoMA– the most important museum of contemporary art in America – was a phenomenon of unprecedented popularity celebrating the culture of art and industry. Flos was featured in the show with several pieces – in particular by the Castiglioni brothers – consolidating the brand as an international avant-garde company. From that moment, the firm’s development and its popularity went hand-in-hand. Between the ’70s and ’80s, they expanded their production with new facilities, their market with branches abroad, and their product catalogue (which included the acquisition of dell’Arteluce by Gino Sarfatti).

Under Piero Gandini’s management, Flos focused on the harmony between iconic forms, artisan craftsmanship and mass-production technology. However, the crucial step towards change came with the realization that contemporary objects can be a form of expression, with as many stylistic interpretations as there are languages in the world. And so, Piero Gandini called upon the most promising talents in international design: from the “futuristic” style of Australian Marc Newson (with his Helice Lamp in 1993) to the English prophet of minimalist design Jasper Morrison, to Konstantin Grcic, the most refined and eclectic German designer.

Buxmed Bishops Avenue Properties with Porada

An award-winning collection of three penthouses, six duplexes and eleven lateral apartments set in a 2.5-acre site with private landscaped gardens and outstanding facilities including an indoor 25m pool, spa, cinema and more.

With the support of his sons, who became promoters, as well as him, of a Company that makes quality and professionalism its own bases. Excellent quality and considerable experience in the wood manufacturing shortly gave the Company a solid and well-defined identity, which nowadays express itself in refined products that contribute to design a domestic environment, where the everyday living needs are met.

Porada’s collection is wide and varied, made up of a multitude of occasional furniture developed in cooperation with designers as Tarcisio Colzani, Patrick Joiun, Carlo Ballabio, Marconato e Zappa, Opera Design, Studio Buratti, David Dolcini, Stefano Bigi, Gino Carollo and Emmanuel Gallina among others.

Baccarat Paris Private Residences

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Roberto Cavalli in I Love Florence Tower in Dubai

A new luxury tower in Dubai named “I Love Florence” will be the first in the world to carry the “Roberto Cavalli” brand, bringing the glitz and glamour of runway to private homes. For the first time, Roberto Cavalli designs the interiors of an iconic residential tower with a range of exquisite home accessories and ornate fittings from Cavalli interiors.

The rich interiors of Roberto Cavalli will project bespoke living spaces adding depth, character and style. They will be an embodiment of all the strength and glamour of the Maison ‘Roberto Cavalli lifestyle‘, delivering energy, prestige, emotion, success, and desire to experience.”

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Architect Sofia de Backer’s House with Antonio Lupi

Upon entering, it is immediately noticeable: Sofie likes beautiful and practical. “A house serves primarily to live in. It must be functional and practical. ”So there was a double door at the front: one for the office and one for the living area. The architectural design of the house is also simple and efficient: a fairly tight floor plan with two beams one above the other, with the top one slightly slid over the edge, to form a roof over the terrace.

At the rear, above the covered terrace, is the night area of the couple. The bedroom and bathroom are in one large room, which creates a suite feeling. The Porro wardrobe in the middle serves as a partition and headboard for the black lacquered bed with canopy from MDF Italia. The bathroom area is also protected with a wall of smoked glass.

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Bath ‘Baia’ and washbasin ‘Tender’ by Carlo Colombo for Antoniolupi, tap work from Vola. Here they are economical with faucets: the one against the rear wall serves for both the shower and the large bathtub.

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