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Immediately I grabbed the man, gripped him, pressed him to me with all my stomach muscles, the way a carpenter, after applying the metal vise to the cupboard that suddenly collapsed, twists and…
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Hamutal Bar-Yosef
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Beersheba, Israel
Date:
1990
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The bathroom looked as though some spiteful thug had left his calling card after having robbed the house. As my father was tended to and he was what counted, I would just as soon have nailed the door…
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Philip Roth
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1991
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There was a rumpled old Polish man who boarded in the apartment of our building’s superintendent. With baggy pants, fraying suspenders, a wrinkled hat, and a wooden cane, he looked like the lovable…
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Joseph Berger
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2001
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Nat:Look at you! Look what you’ve become! Queen of the Condominiums, peasant skirts for two hundred dollars, betrayer of your namesake—
Clara:Goddamn name—
Nat:Clara Lemlich, who stood for something—…
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Herb Gardner
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1985
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Mitch Epstein
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Holyoke, United States of America
Date:
2000
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With zeal and zest I threw myself into the work to help assemble archive materials. I was entrusted to be the custodian, I hid the material. Besides me, no one knew. I confided only in my friend Hersh…
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Israel Lichtenstein
Places:
Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942
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Now in the suburbs and the falling light
I followed him, and now down sandy road
Whiter than bone-dust, through the sweet
Curdle of fields, where the plums
Dropped with their load of ripeness, one by…
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Stanley Kunitz
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1942
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Would you, mama, believe if I told
That everything here is changed into gold,
That gold is made from iron and blood,
Day and night, from iron and blood?
—My son, from a mother you cannot hide—
A…
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Moyshe-Leyb Halpern
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1919
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My mother’s interview with the Grandmother went on late into the night. First, Rebecca took a long look at her daughter-in-law, betraying her shortsightedness by getting very close and peering into…
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Anita Diamant
Places:
Newton, United States of America
Date:
1997
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“Dearest Volodechka!” Mother shouted. “Happy birthday…! Happy new beginning…! Your father and I wish you a brilliant future…! Much success…! You’re a talented young man…! The economy’s improving…! We…
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Gary Shteyngart
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
2002