Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
No one survives a war, even a culture war, you emerge from it with eyes down shaded as the midnight blues, baby blues, a childhood that did not mean you. Then, what did it mean. It didn’t mean anything in the final analysis, kids are fickle. Act your age. No…
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Tim Barrus: Jumping Up and Down In the Sonoran Desert
How far can you fly. Suddenly, there is no light, and I became aware of honeysuckel that will bask in the sun’s photons bouncing white against the moon where the demons are a witchery, and you are here to cast spells on Komodo Varanidae, so be it, but become aware…
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
Tom is the greatest numbers sleuth alive. He can interprete the data. He does not leave it there. He goes for people who know what they’re talking about. Not to.
https://www.nytimes.com/2022/06/22/opinion/trump-conspiracy-theories.html#commentsContainer&permid=118916322:118916322
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Tim Barrus: Give Me the Gun I Said Give Me the Gun I said Give It To Me
There were no costumes. The filming took place in a midnight rest area toilet. Fog. No cops. Just us. Break his arm, and I will grab the gun while he is focused on the break. A compound fracture would be best. The script was born of rage. Autistic and…
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Tim Barrus: The Past Is The Past Is The Past
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
After the pit bull attack, no one could sleep. Today, I drive a dirt bike. Becauuse it’s really fast. It takes off like a match. It could be following me. But I can run that bike faster than a pit bull can kill.
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Tim Barrus, Bike at Night
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
Blue Heelers are the best.
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
The Days of Yesteryear. Today, the drugs are better.
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
Constructed and reconstructed. Something hidden in the words. The fear of making a mistake. Like power. There are always consequences.