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Vacancies
The Vacancies writers fill in the holes behind the scenes
Family First Contributors
Vacancies
Those three women and their perfect stores, perfect lives, and a dance studio, it’s perfect, I can’t believe we didn’t think of it before!
Rochel Samet
Outside Chance
Chaim picked up his laffa, then put it down. He seemed to be thinking. “I don’t remember ever making a conscious choice in my life”
Esther Kurtz
Outside Chance
My breath caught in my throat. Every time I let myself picture that awful moment, I felt first-trimester nausea
Esther Kurtz
Profiles
Rabbi Meyer Yedid is showing how the power of a daf Gemara can reshape not only a person, but an entire community
Yisroel Besser
Profiles
As Israel’s ambassador Ron Dermer is about to leave his Washington posting after seven years, he recaps the challenges and triumphs of a transformative term
Gedalia Guttentag
Making It
In a monthly series, Mishpacha speaks to real people in our communities who are struggling — and succeeding — to “make it.” Learn their strategies, secrets, fears, and dreams as they share the wealth of their hard-earned experience,
Chaia Frishman
Making It
It was supposed to happen, but hasn’t yet
Chaia Frishman
Press Pass
“There is an urge to tweet or post on Facebook every small thought, every unverified development. It’s good entertainment, but it’s not good journalism”
Omri Nahmias
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Hey, Deena! I saw your post about the Succos tour, and ……… GUESS WHAT?! You totally convinced me and I think I’m signing up!

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Lemongrass: Sounds sick to me. Overstepping bounds for sure. Find a new therapist

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Over time, Pessie had come to recognize that functional was relative, and the Hersko clan didn’t suffer from the last-minute frenzied Shabbos prep

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There was a crackle on the line, and the voice coming through the speaker was muffled. Muffled, but familiar

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Did they realize what a loss they’d experienced? Did they realize this was forever, this odd void they could hardly identify, being so young and clueless?

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Hindy waddled out of the water, flailing her arms. “My knee — it’s b-b-burning!”

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