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My Shabbat of Shattered Glass

On Shabbat morning May 30, my father, a proud Jew, woke up to see six missed calls telling him his store was looted.

When A Jewish Girl Enters a Church

Jesus’ looming, bloody statues, paintings and depictions of him on the crucifix, dripping blood from the places where the nails went in always scared me.

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