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In the Little Shtetl of Vaysechvoos

The tiny, one-room house was dark and musty. Narrow sunbeams poked through the cracks around a small draped window, and near the bed a solitary wick flickered in a little bowl of oil. Ruchelah lay in her bed. She had been infirmed for years, barely able to move or sit up, much less stand or […]

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