Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves spits on its hands and goes to work.
The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.
All slang is metaphor and all metaphor is poetry.
I love learning about different dialects and I own all sorts of regional and time-period slang dictionaries. I often browse through relevant ones while writing a story. I also read a lot of diaries and oral histories.
My mom Irmelin taught me the value of life. Her own life was saved by my grandmother during World War II.