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Dovi Korman was positioned on top of a large desk, a hand-me-down from the hotel, and he was holding court

“I have nowhere else to be. Last night I slept in Gan Ha’atzmaut — if you call that sleeping. I nearly froze”

I took the dress and turned it inside out. The seams were perfect, neatly serged. Professional

“But you know, Bugi, these pampered people have hard times, too”

It took me a second to absorb that. Mommy — I had a new son. This was all so strange

He was the rosh yeshivah, privy to details others didn’t know. But it was information he couldn’t share, and information he wouldn’t share