He was an old, very old man. We never knew his true age, but to our young perceptions he was ancient and that was all that mattered. We could hear, perhaps just imagine, his bones and joints creaking…
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He was an old, very old man. We never knew his true age, but to our young perceptions he was ancient and that was all that mattered. We could hear, perhaps just imagine, his bones and joints creaking…
Let me tell you a little about Yossele. No, no, not the famous one who could sing a mile and even the opera-goyim wanted him to perform for them. This Yossele was a little boy…
It was a large place with many stones and it never looked good. It looked worse in the dark. The stones were large and there were many smaller stones piled on top of them and when you looked at…