This post is the thirteenth in a series about 25 years living in Israel. Compared to the nuisance of mosquitoes, the bureaucracy of the Ministry of Interior is really a Minor disturbance. They are more like a very exacting Friend. They don’t bite, they don’t make you itch. They just want you to be really […]
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This is the eighteenth post in the A-Z challenge (or it will be when I write some more…) It is too late. I did everything wrong. And I knew it was wrong too. Oh, sure, at the time it was fun. I felt free, like an adult who can finally determine his own course in […]
Jerusalem girl 