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December 09, 2020


Don Z. Block

Ay-ya sounds like something Katherine Hepburn would say. I think it's a sound that emerges from the mouth of someone whose words are mangled by Main Line lockjaw, a dialect I've been trying to imitate so that I can fool the Pennsylvania natives into thinking I was born in Bryn Mawr instead of Brooklyn. I don't think it's a sound that would be heard in New Brunswick, NJ. My wife spent some time in Rutgers, and she does not recall anyone ever saying "Ay-ya."

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