Illustration (do not publish again).
(photo credit: Avi Katz)
“MAN, THIS IS THE LIFE!” I say, as I lean back in my empyreanite chair and
stretch my legs and arms out as far as they can go.My Talmud is open in
front of me, Debussy’s “Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun” is wafting through
the Elysian yeshiva, and a cool, balmy breeze wafts through the ether.
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