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You’d think a girl would at least try to pretend she’s sweet and wonderful when talking to a shadchan, but Bracha’s very honest. Too much so.

When I got married, I quickly learned there was an art to washing clothes — and I was no master.

Every once in a while, someone can rise up from the doldrums of mediocrity and do something magical.

And I didn’t want it. I didn’t want any More. But she did not stop.