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This dual focus — on Torah growth, and maintaining Jews’ last Jewish connection — is one that kiruv organizations should embrace
Gedalia Guttentag
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I love to cook, so pulling off a full Shabbos should be easy, right?
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A true father-in-law/son-in-law bonding experience
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Ferried to Freedom  
Elderly Danish Jews relive the night they were rowed to safety 
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Looking Forward Means Looking Back 
Me? I thought, hesitant. Who am I to write a book about the Tannaim and Amoraim?
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More or Less: Chapter 24
"If she’s done this with too many clients, my entire reputation is done. I’m too small, too new to rehabilitate from this"
Esther Kurtz
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No matter how much I realized I’d done wrong since I’d gotten married, how selfish and self-centered I’d been, this parallel just brought it all home
Esther Kurtz
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