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  1. Tim Barrus: 100,000 Copies

    Publishing Was Dark I was living in NYC when the Mineshaft opened. I am a chronicler of wet people from the rain and soaked and traveling with you is dangerous, but that was when I was dangerous, too. The cab has to be slick, new, and as yellow as Baby


  2. Today Is More Important Than The Past

    I do this stuff for the suits. On a personal level, I’m just this anonymous guy – nothing special – on a dirt bike passing by shooting images on a GoPro. Of you. And you. And you. Kids want to know why “You’all don’t wear a helmet is the law…


  3. Tim Barrus: Thermonuclear Weapons Unleashed

    The unraveling begins. I no longer care about what Joe Biden says. He cannot win. The democrats cannot pull off a Hail Mary. They don’t have the drive for it. They are impotent. They don’t have the gravitas because their exalted leaders are so extraordinarily comfortable. There are democrats who


  4. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Trump’s Shit Stinks


  5. Tim Barrus: You Always Did Jump for Joy

    You were either high (and all of its variations) or you were low (and all of its variations). You had flown up a tree not unlike Peter Pan. “I’m flyiiiiinnnngggg.” Peter is a naughty boy. You have no idea. How naughty is Pan, anyway. The question is not worthy of…


  6. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    I am actually hard on the South. A jaundiced eye. Never use a radiator. We grow great corn around here. I’ve never seen a still. But I have heard whispers about them.


  7. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    I live at the top of a mountain in the Blue Ridge. I ride a dirt bike. Street bikers think I’m nuts. But who needs a helmet anyway. I am thinking America in my hair. When I ride into a city, someone tries to steal my bike. I have caught


  8. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    The poor today will be the poor tomorrow and slavery – hope is ephemeral and is called a job given out with cold regard to the Homo sapiens on the exhausted planet. Let’s dig some coal. And dig and dig and dig our way to splendid riches. I mean, what…


  9. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Or how do you live in a broom closet.


  10. AN OCEAN WITHOUT SHORES

    I am a communist. I spend my time traveling around America – because I want to. I ride a dirt bike. Not a conservative street bike your Daddy loved. Conservatism makes absolutely no sense after what I have seen, listened to, argued with, and smelled the smoke from animals on


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