Shvitz

It was not, or not only, the heat and ripeness of the shvitz that were making Litvak’s pulse thrum and his head spin.

“Hey, hey, Jimmy Brogan. Thanks for meeting me.” “Welcome to the schvitz, kid. The most comfortable place on Earth. It's like crawling back into your mother.” “Is that something people wanna do?”

Soon, the '80s and '90s guy was finding drums to pound and sweat lodges in which to shvitz out rivulets of shame.