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Eli Cobin’s name isn’t only synonymous with the camera lens. As summer fades into Succos, he becomes “Cobin of Cobin Lulavim”

Their eyes met. In a single glance, his companion saw it all: the pain, the memories, the longing, the approaching end

Could I forgive my brother for taking my inheritance?

I want to stay with him, comfort him, and mend his wounds. He is so pained, so lonely, and so frightened

“I knew art was starting to heal me, that the real me — unafraid of expression, of judgment, of being misunderstood — was emerging”

I was sure I could force a yes from Hashem if I proved myself worthy