Jim Kurash, one of our Regional Operations Managers, was called to a home today to investigate a possible squatter. He found this guy, whom he named “Butternut.” We would love to find Butternut a good home, but we can’t keep … Continue reading
This sign was taped on the back door of a house in North Minneapolis. Every once in a while we come across homes with similar signs, and sometimes we find oxygen tanks inside the homes. I didn’t see any old … Continue reading
You’ll see that the previous post is password protected. If you want to unlock the fury of this prison-related post, head to our Facebook page, hit “Like,” and find the secret password in our feed. The last thing I want … Continue reading
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Dirty Dave was fine with the initial blast of stench when we opened the front door. He was cool with the dirty stove, the greasy sausage rotting in a pan, and mountains of dirty clothes. When he saw this bathroom, … Continue reading
Yesterday I posted some shots from the first floor of a garbage house in the city. I went back to that house with Dirty Dave and a reporter who was interested in what we do at DuAll, and the consensus … Continue reading
I posted a couple of pictures of sketchy dolls last week, and the frightening images keep rolling in. Here’s another one I found in a garbage house. She had been relieved of her hair, but other than the resulting zipper-headed … Continue reading
Minnesota is worthy of exploration. The Boundary Waters, the North Shore, Minneapolis’ parks, and a healthy dose of Minnesota Nice make for a pleasant trip. Weather like today’s, though, is why people from around the country give pause to the … Continue reading
Today’s photo contest isn’t as evident as some of the past ones, so I’ll offer you a clue: Salt and ice Would make things nice For connoisseurs of old. Today these coils Will almost boil To keep libations cold. … Continue reading
I would say that eighteen dollars for a clay frog with a flippant expression is a bit steep, which is probably why this warty wanker stayed on the shelf after everybody had left the premises. He was downstairs, leaning against … Continue reading
