"Who are you?" the crowd around us seemed to ask, staring at the long sidecurls I stubbornly refused to hide beneath my yarmulke.
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"Who are you?" the crowd around us seemed to ask, staring at the long sidecurls I stubbornly refused to hide beneath my yarmulke.
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False rumors about anal sex do not tarnish a woman’s good name.
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Readers discuss eating on Yom Kippur and what is actually meant when someone answers a question with "It's complicated", in this week's selected comments.
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Testing a woman's virginity by placing her on a barrel of wine, then sniffing.
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Listening to Lipa Schmeltzer on Shabbos afternoon with a tummy full of cholent, Rashi's interpretive perversions, and more. In this week's selected comments.
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How to tell a snake you’re not that into him, and what to do once he crawls into your vagina.
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When is our relationship to books and ideas so intense that we want to burn them?
I dreamed that I stood near a large bonfire and watched the flames consume my once-favorite book. Piles of the same book were stacked one on top of the other and the fire spiraled around the pile, browning...
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“What am I paying tuition for?!” my father's shrieking voice echoed through our home. He sat opposite me at the table brutally kicking my legs from under it. My mind was unavailingly trying to escape the physical and emotional pain and make sense of it all.
“What do you do in cheider?! Do I work...
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A section of the Jerusalem Talmud’s Tractate Bikkurim is now intelligible. No, really, it is. It was once missing a sentence, but the sentence has now been found in a tin can in the Geneva University, part of the…
One who sees his evil inclination getting the better of him should dress in black and go to a place where he isn’t known.
That’s the famous passage in the Talmud that played in my head over and over like…