Yom Kippur has come and gone, and the high has turned into a low. There was something so spiritually haunting about Yom Kippur this year, about praying in front of the Torah while all around me people were singing, about seeing people's faces illuminated by firelight, about being able to put my head on someone's shoulder and cry. There's a piece
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