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Fingering Happiness
Chany. G. Rosengarten
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Devorah Cohen
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Barbara Bensoussan
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Save the Date: Chapter 1   
Then one morning, I told myself, “The pity party is over, girl. It’s time to move on”
Rachel Burnham with Bassi Gruen
Diary Serial
Out of Focus: Afterword
A tzaddik falls seven times and gets up. And that, my fellow ADHD sufferers, is really the key to overcoming ADHD
Rochie Bloomberg
Diplomatic Notes
China Bridges the Gulf
Iran and Saudi Arabia reestablishing diplomatic relations via a Chinese-brokered agreement is disturbing on many fronts
Gedalia Guttentag
Diplomatic Notes
Putin and the Jews  
Malcolm Hoenlein's privileged take on the world's power players
Malcolm Hoenlein
Know This
What I Want You to Know about… Growing Up Without a Mother
My mother was involved in the shul, the school PTA, the Bikur Cholim… and she was also my mother
Leah Gross
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What I Want You to Know about Misophonia  
It’s a lifetime condition that can be managed well
Sury Engel
Take 5
If It Can Happen to Kodak…
Branding tips for staying ahead of the pack
Shira Isenberg, RD, MPH and Yitzchok Saftlas
Take 5
Take 5: Best Buy Founder Dick Schulze
Find people who help you do what you need to do better
Shira Isenberg, RD, MPH and Yitzchok Saftlas
Cooking School
Fridge Talk
Like water cooler talk for housewives
Danielle Renov
Cooking School
Get It Done Right
Does It Really Matter If My Stovetop Is the Right Temperature?
Danielle Renov
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Fingering Happiness

Do I taste a square of chocolate before it glides, prompting a craving for the next piece?

By Chany. G. Rosengarten

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Encounter at the Kosel

I had been afraid that going to the Kosel would fill me, satiate me so that I wouldn’t need anything more

By Devorah Cohen

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In the Funhouse

Our inner mirrors distort how we perceive ourselves and others as well My eyesight has gone through many metamorphoses as I’ve gone through life. It began with receiving my first pair of sparkly pink cat-eye glasses in second grade, progressed to higher-strength wire rims in seventh, and even stronger contact lenses in high school. I

By Barbara Bensoussan