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A day or two passed, but there was no sign of the two. A week later, the Bar-Mitzvah was supposed to have taken place already. He took his chair out of the shop and sat waiting in the doorway. In the…
[ . . . ] There are moments when the pile of worn clothing in the center of the rag room bestirs itself suddenly like a volcano and sends a pervasive fear throughout the large room. The…