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A Lesson Half-Eaten
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Still Wrapped in Happiness
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Chain to Sinai
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It seems that many readers missed the essence of the story
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Light Years Away: Chapter 68
Her son looks at her directly. He’d gone to speak with his father, not with her. He’d intentionally come while she was out
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Speechless Moments
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She was stopped by her mother’s voice saying, “Raizele, no. There will be better times”
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Speechless Moments
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The night of the speech, I still couldn’t talk. But I couldn’t cancel, either
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As Iran dashes for the bomb, Israel may be preparing to act
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The Battle for Jerusalem
Any threat to the unity of Jerusalem under Jewish control is not something that Israel or world Jewry can yield to
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The Interior of Design
Not a Gray Area
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