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Finally, we are united, if briefly. United, if only in anguish

He was definitely sincere. It was the intensity that concerned me

I’m the kooky lady who hides gifts — in pockets, slippers, even in the fridge

“Listen to me, Pessie. This is one big mistake, and you’re going to regret it. You need to talk him out of it. You can’t let this happen”

The right to register our feelings at the ballot box is a sacrosanct cornerstone of government. We ignore it at our peril

Why the mitzvah of shemittah is used as the example