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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

Hosha Na! — Succos Theme 5783
We cry out and He responds

By Mindel Kassorla

Jr. Feature
Meet three very heroic people who choose to be there for us in our times of need

By Malka Grunhaus

The Moment
It was a poignant move, for the aron kodesh’s story is the story of the yeshivah’s talmidim

By Shmuel Botnick and Yosef Herz

Family Tempo
What was causing the ominous rumbling in her marriage?

By Rachel Newton

Works of Art
“But...but what about a succah?” Yoni wailed. “How come we had to come to this horrible little town?”

By Chaya Rosen

The Moment

By Shmuel Botnick and Yosef Herz