Every dojo I've ever set foot in runs on one syllable. It means yes, and I understand, and I'll endure it, and good morning, and this hurts but continue: the Swiss Army knife of grunts, compressed by generations of people too busy training to finish sentences. I love words. I own thousands of pages of them, alphabetized. And I can report that at 6 a.m., under a bar, before coffee, the entire English language is worth less than this one borrowed sound. The alarm goes off. The body files its objections. There is exactly one correct answer, and it isn't long. Osu.

Printed on the Comfort Colors 1717, a garment-dyed heavyweight with that broken-in feel from day one.

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