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Since when does a rebbi moonlight as a haberdasher?

When he looks back to that day, there is only one memory he cherishes: the memory of his father.

 “You came here to thank me,” she told Miri. “However, I must thank you”

The word spread quickly among them: The air conditioning in the shul had broken that afternoon

From the sound of her voice, I could tell she was no longer in the simchah spirit of Purim

Even after the levayah, as the pair entered the car to return to the airport, Mendel remained glued to his phone