I was feeling pretty sad last night, but this morning I realized something.
The Outpost may or may not be dead, but it doesn't matter. Nothing lasts forever. At least it will be worth mourning when it is gone.
I won't try to hold onto it. If we manage to survive on another board or if we never see it other again it's ok. It was here, and I'll never forget it. That's enough for me.
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