Editor's Letter
Maybe the ultimate strength of Stories is their unique ability to wrangle with the soul
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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!”
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It was when we lost our apartment that Ronny fell apart, seven years of blistering, blazing anger unleashed
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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
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She searched for something that resembled the man she’d married, but all she recognized were the long, nimble fingers
EndNote
The backstories of those favorite albums that still frame our memories
Flashback
Today I can choose to be the person I want to be
Magazine Feature
Yosef Gershon is integrating his spiritual goals with his tennis ambitions
Text Messages
To enter the succah is to take shelter under His wings from all the storms, literal and figurative
