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The End
No mention of alcohol and HIV. I was working with adolescent boys with HIV and alcoholism. I have read thousands of these well-written, cogent pieces. But even the mention in this article – and all the others – is missing a lot. AIDS means stigma. Alcohol does not block the…
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Eat Me
I threw out color. I’m autistic. Red was a problem. Whatever dye they use makes me explode with hives, and you will swear, you feel like bees are attacking you. I do not know about dyes. All I know is I cannot wear red anything. I do not know why…
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How To Fight Back
The government controls what happens to our bodies. Serfs don’t do policy. Wanna bet. I was abused recently at a hospital where they use force and humiliation to control you. Fight back. MAGA has rendered science political. The analogies to patient’s right are obvious. Nursing staff forcefully stripped me naked…
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Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel
Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel A Novel In A Novel
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I AM AN ALARMIST
I live in an extremely remote place in Appalachia. We are just now coming to the end of a drought. We don’t need some expert who tells us that it’s getting hotter, Duh. Frankly, I think the experts are wrong about the timetable speed. It’s getting hotter faster. No snow…
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AND WE’RE WALKING
He’s going down. The crazy daisies will now be his status quo. He’s not going to put himself in another debate with someone who just ragged him into a pool of make-up and sweat. But can she win the election remains the last pseudo-journalistic place to hide. But can she…
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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…
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Taking Photographs of Other Photographs
The Great American Novel is a novel by Tim Barrus. Release the doves.
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Chichchen Itza
Chichen Itza Take Notes. The starlings have arrived from the moon. All they drink is Scotch. They go barefoot on the boat, and they take photographs of everything they see. They will be sitting in your backyard’s solitary oak. Starlings vote. But it’s the whisky that makes them so articulate.…
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Still Hopeful
Tim Barrus Art Student
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Tim Barrus on Ezra Klein
I can’t take this stuff seriously anymore. All I see are suits and suits and suits. The New York Times is the great-grandpa suits of suits. Your grandfather’s paper is still your grandfather’s paper. What one suit says to another suit. That’s always news. Not a single new idea. Some…
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Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel
A Novel Inside A Novel by Tim Barrus