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You Don't Matter
When we favor our phone over friends and family, it sends a message of rejection
Sarah Chana Radcliffe
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The Labubu Collectors
The craze sweeping the world is a cautionary tale for us
Sarah Chana Radcliffe
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One Fish, Two Fish
I want to look into those eyes and say: I know your pain, I know it well   Dear Stranger, I passed you while on my power walk, figurative steam at my heels as I tried to beat my own record. One glance as I passed was enough — you’ve been stuck in my mind, haunting
Elisheva Frankel
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More on Chicken
I want to look into those eyes and say: I know your pain, I know it well   Dear Stranger, I passed you while on my power walk, figurative steam at my heels as I tried to beat my own record. One glance as I passed was enough — you’ve been stuck in my mind, haunting
Elisheva Frankel
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Kaddish for Rani
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Shoshana Friedman
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Threading the Needle
An unmet want will wither and disappear, while an unmet need will destroy you from the inside
Shoshana Friedman
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To Go Is to Know
We all must have the courage to keep going, the humility to keep knowing, and the hearts to keep growing
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Eight Chanukah Sparks   
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