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Day 16. 1,054 Miles. Time Travel To Prada.

For the naysayers and the haters who say time travel isn’t real, including myself, I say this: explain away how Damon and I both utilized the nutrition of oatmeal and peanut butter to pedal one hour into the future this … Continue reading

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Day 3. 189 Miles. Enter Sand, Man.

If you’re just coming in and were not yet aware, three is the magic number. I promised wild UFO shit and stopped at three of the five stations and donated a quarter. Pretty weird stuff here gang. No poop. No … Continue reading

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Pack Animal Poetry

It has begun. As society spirals out of control with vitriol and violence and hatred and bullshit, I’m pushing towards center through the time-tested, tried-and-true technique of travel tabulation. And all that alliteration adds up to a whole shit ton … Continue reading

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