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One day Bereh turned up in the yard. An unseasonably warm glow coated the world, glazing the storm windows with an unexpected spring sheen. He walked slowly down the…
Marc Chagall’s newspaper vendor, whose pouch holds both Yiddish and Russian newspapers, looks worried. The sky is an alarming red, and the news is not good. The first world war has begun. Chagall…
