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I got up and stepped out of the hotel. The early-morning breeze was moist and cool—pure refreshment after a night of suffering.
Everything seemed reborn, and the small-town, good-natured Cubans…
Nathan, the shoemaker from Porisov, a small Jewish village in Poland, came home one evening shortly before his departure for Colombia with a Torah scroll under his arm. With a slight shiver, he lay…