I have not attended weekly services of any kind since I was in grad school. My most regular attendance was actually in college. (See also: how I learned to chant Torah in thirteen days when I was twenty-one years old.) That is nearly fifteen years ago now. Daylight Savings falls back and I remember that ma'ariv falls back, too, because now the sun sets an hour earlier. Fridays are all candles and steepening winter darkness from now on until the sun turns around at the solstice. It is interesting the things that stay in your head, the things that don't.
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- 1: And there's this all-night garage and the 7-Eleven
- 2: So Krishna stole the butter, did he?
- 3: ?פֿאַר װאָס זאָל איך אײַך געבן דירה-געלט אַז די קיך איז צעבראָכן
- 4: You brought me back a lemon and you squeezed me tight
- 5: I was never there, I only read the book, I only saw the film
- 6: Here we are half-awake
- 7: We just want to go to a stately home built in the Georgian style
- 8: Sit thee down and put them on
- 9: My life's a crooked mess of things I've broken with my head
- 10: A second flood, a simple famine, plagues of locusts everywhere
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