Rabbit, rabbit! I have two appointments this afternoon and if I can get out of the second fast enough (and the MBTA doesn't fall over sideways), I'll be singing "Zog nit keyn mol" at the Holocaust Memorial this evening with as many other members of A Besere Velt as can make a short-notice protest against anti-Semitism and white supremacy, in memory for the dead of Pittsburgh and Louisville, because this is the world we live in. If this is the world we have to live in, I'd rather live in it singing.
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