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Club Jr.
So now we’re back home and following our usual routine. I go to cheder in the mornings and join my father at shul in the evenings. My father runs his kollel and continues to give shiurim. Ima takes cares of Yael and my sister continues to improve with her therapy sessions. The whole court thing
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Club Jr.
So now we’re back home and following our usual routine. I go to cheder in the mornings and join my father at shul in the evenings. My father runs his kollel and continues to give shiurim. Ima takes cares of Yael and my sister continues to improve with her therapy sessions. The whole court thing
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Family Living
Get your winter gear in gear
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Works of Art
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Deal or No Deal
You realize that your husband and the other sons-in-law were not invited
Deal or No Deal
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Family Farce: Purim 5782
How many other foods have achieved the widespread popularity that ketchup has enjoyed for decades?
Yaakov Taub
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