Passover is here again, and it never fails to hit me in my gut. It is truly a holiday of the gut, with all the food restrictions and highlights, and all the visceral storytelling and the hard-hitting emotions and all that. This is my first Passover without my family, and I wish I was with them. Hillel’s traditional seder and then tomorrow Seth’s
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Why aren't we slaves anymore? Or are we? How are we free and how are we slaves? How can we be more free?
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i love you and your questioning mind.
Emma
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I slowly slid my hand in my panties...
I actually have been meaning to call you and brag about my badass orthodox seder and cool headphones that let me listen to ezra songs when I go to sleep. End homoerotic transmission.
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