The long, winding road between Ariel and the Tapuah junction is dark at night.

Cars with their headlights on move quickly on the narrow, two-lane road. I turn into the gate of Kfar Tapuah and stop a woman in a kerchief and long skirt. “The basketball court? Just drive straight ahead it’s on the right.” She smiles. “You can’t miss it.”

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