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Editor's Letter
Maybe the ultimate strength of Stories is their unique ability to wrangle with the soul

By Rachael Lavon

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“It’s too good an opportunity to pass up. What Yid can say no on Motzaei Yom Kippur, right?” Rabbi Plaut stopped to bask in his own brilliance

By Dov Haller

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The girls don’t seem to take to the ideas that I recount so passionately. There are shuffles and whispers and the occasional giggle

By Rochel Samet

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I need to tell him about Esti Kay. Like, on the date. Tomorrow. So any  hope of sleep are obviously things of the past

By Ariella Schiller

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Everyone knew this had been all she had ever wanted and now she was harboring a secret, her first, and she hated it

By Rachael Lavon

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“If you don’t like my content, no one is forcing you to stay. This isn’t my job job, I post on my account for a fun chill. So please be chill!”

By Michal Frischman

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It was when we lost our apartment that Ronny fell apart, seven years of blistering, blazing anger unleashed

By Rachel Newton

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Even if I wasn’t a market professional with four hanging screens and a smartphone, tablet, and smartwatch, I took my trading seriously, I had to

By Esty Heller

Family First Serial
“I do not believe in coddling children. This is a harsh world. The sooner they learn this, the sooner they will adapt”

By Leah Gebber

No Food Left Behind
It's one delicious, high-protein and high-fiber, family-friendly breakfast muffin

By Beth Warren

EndNote
The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories

By Riki Goldstein

LifeTakes
I hadn’t hit shul for Simchas Torah in who knows how long. I figured let’s go in and see where they’re up to

By Rivka Streicher

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An outsider would have assumed Ahuva was a sibling, not a cousin. An outsider would have seen a happy jumble of children, and nothing more

By Esther Shaindy Leshkowitz

EndNote
The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories

By Riki Goldstein