You’d think the skies over a metropolis like New York would have dozens of aircraft floating by at any given moment, on orderly tracks like those in science fiction movies depicting an agreeably urbanized future. When I lived in Manhattan, I’d look up occasionally and see some solitary plane fly by overhead once in a while. The sky is huge. I drive the Florida interior now and again, on back roads less traveled, en route to a city or remote state park. I was always amazed, especially during the height of the development frenzy, at how much undeveloped land I saw, vast stretches of subtropical topography that will probably be waterfront property some day. If you’ve played Boggle, you’ve come to realize that there are countless words that don’t exist, have never existed, but should by now. There’s a vast undeveloped philological world out there. Here are a few examples, along with their proposed meanings, each of which has been carefully verified for non- existence: ancid - beyond rancid...