These days, I cruise the streets of Williamsburg—Marcy Avenue, Wythe Avenue, Bedford—camera dangling from my neck, protected by my flannel jacket, pillowed against my chest. I pedal slowly, on the lookout for my mark. I never know in advance what…
Green Tuesday
Chaim Mayer’s mother usually calls in on Thursdays to remind him to pick up the lokshen kugel for Shabbos, or of a family member’s shulem zucher, which s’volt gepast that he attend.
The Departed
A report on the Footsteps organization and the lives of those who leave the ultra-Orthodox world. Article by Orli Santo.
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