Sometimes it feels as though your entire future hinges on an upcoming verdict that will change everything. 4 stories of women left hanging in the balance
“Tzur Yisrael…” the voice continues, emitting almost-visible sound waves. “Kumah!” is uttered in something like a roar White doves circle overhead, the interlocking mountain spurs beyond Silwan grow more clearly defined, and the sky turns a pale blue. Sunrise is about to wash over the Kosel. The ethereal visuals are accompanied by a distinct soundtrack.