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I lowered the window more and let the wind wash my face. As often happens when you stand at the window of a fast-moving train, a speck of dirt flew into my eye, and both eyes began to tear.
I had…
Leuchtentrager sets down his cup. “And there’s no end in sight to the confusion,” he says as though his mind were seriously troubled by this, “they say the Wandering Jew was seen again, not far from…