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Word: namo (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...unspeakably inexpensive. You laugh as you read this, I know, you say to yourself that of course this is impossible. The Bargain? The incarnation of an ideal? The one priceless but cheap item that all others have missed? This must be a joke. But no. The look in Namo's eye when we set out was one of fierce determination, and as he clutched his plastic money in his sweaty palm, he drooled ever so slightly...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: Assault on Filene's Basement: A Christmas Fantasy | 12/8/1978 | See Source »

...great hunt began when Namo and I awoke on the floor of someone's house somewhere in Vermont. We had been on a bender; that much was clear. Namo smelled of gin, I smelled of bourbon, and all around us on the floor were Strangers. Who were these people? No matter. Some past folly, no doubt. I looked at Namo. He was awake...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: Assault on Filene's Basement: A Christmas Fantasy | 12/8/1978 | See Source »

Before I continue you must understand who this Name I refer to is--Namo, faithful Namo, the unvanquished, undiminished, gonzo Major loon. He was a great, dark, swarthy Italian with a manner that was usually slow and friendly. But when he fixated, when he seized on an idea like getting druck or getting laid or going fast to someplace far away, he was dangerous. But I liked Namo and I even worried about him--I didn't think he had long to live--so we often travelled together, and we often found ourselves in difficult situations...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: Assault on Filene's Basement: A Christmas Fantasy | 12/8/1978 | See Source »

...Namo looked around then, asked what day it was, and when I found myself at a loss for an answer, we roamed the strange house until we found a calendar buried under some beer cans...

Author: By George K. Sweetnam, | Title: Assault on Filene's Basement: A Christmas Fantasy | 12/8/1978 | See Source »

...cruel light. It is best to come in fired up, blow off steam quickly, and then leave quickly, rather than stay on a few extra days to sit sipping gin and tonics and waiting for more craziness and wild adventures that never quite materialize. In the end, Namo and I probably stayed one day too long. Four days was enough to get some good sun, meet some interesting people, and find the good nightclubs, the bad clubs, and, accidentally, the gay clubs; five days was enough to drink a little too much, sunburn a little too much, meet too many...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Manifest Destiny: | 4/6/1978 | See Source »

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