Tim Barrus Blog
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HE WROTE ALL HIS BOOKS ON TRAVEL IN THIS VERY ROOM
I left a paper bag of groceries at his secret door.
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They Turned. Grinning quietly.
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Sometimes Exploding In A Wild Incohate Scream
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my chameleons
It would be with you the rest of your life. Killing him had not been easy. It looked like an accident because it was an accident. There are no accidents.
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Never Explain
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You Followed Him In the Woods Because He Would Leave You There
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Spit In Your Hand
There is always a Before It Was Too Late. Not unlike the check left on the table at Antoine’s. Running out the door. In full leather. Running out the door anywhere back then in full leather (I only wanted the pants because my dick was always hard and to hell…
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Shadows of Great Ships
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Frost Far Voices
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A HEMORRHAGE WHEN THEY PULLED
When they play Autistic Presto ChangeOh, and they and only they could change the Autism Witch by paying her a lot of le CryptoCurrency, ToFixThis, just walk away. Usually, the kind of car I am looking for, finds me. Cars and bikes are nothing. My specialty is a Rolls Royce…