The Story of Farczi
The morning of the third day, Tsiporah tried to distract Noémi.
“Have you read this article?” she asked, handing her Maariv.
Noémi finished her nth cigarette, then placed the butt on the already overflowing ashtray.
“It’s not easy for me to read Hebrew.”
Tsiporah read it to her: an escapee from the Nazi prison camps had regained his memory, lost…
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