booya
 n.— «this silvery desert full of gophers rattlesnake tracks & sobbing moons of Chihuahuan splendor I’ll buy, tho, till that Babe of the Honied Fall is at my side again for nothing, nothing, nothing, absolutely powerfully lightly emptily goldenly eternally nothing ever happened & this I bring to you from grass i the sun (to tell of it, the cock in card the soft & mixup pushing bardahl Drutchen cant & dent of it I wount hav it, ht Anyway) (seurain) (sunrin) (booya) J’m’enva arretez ! Fo.» —by Jack Kerouac Old Angel Midnight Apr. 1, 1956-1959. (source: Double-Tongued Dictionary)

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