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The first thing I thought was, This guy is a treasure. The second thing I thought was, I don’t know a single girl who will date him

Regal, elegant, and masked, the Rebbe made his way down

My critic knows me and pushes me. To do more, to be more, but also to doubt and loathe myself

There it was, a faded sign, a pitch-dark eatery. We were the only patrons

“I know how much you sacrificed, and I want to make everything good and happy for you. Believe me. I really, really do”

Torah is not a guidebook, but the screenplay to Creation