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Eidlitz, Holy Roman Empire (Údlice, Czech Republic)
Date:
ca. 1805
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Nachman ha-Kohen Bialsker
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Bielsk, Russian Empire (Bielsk Podlaski, Poland)
Date:
1862
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Question: Is a proper get [divorce certificate] necessary in the following circumstance: a certain man married a young Jewish woman, and was with her in the manner of men and women, but after some…
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Joseph Pallache
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İzmir, Ottoman Empire (İzmir Province, Turkey)
Date:
1896
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He will surely come with songs of joy, carrying the child, in the full assembly. My friends, wait here for the bridegroom of blood.
He should be coming down the road. Why is the child so late? You…
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Joseph Bibas
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Constantinople, Ottoman Empire (Istanbul, Turkey)
Date:
Early 16th Century
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Ze’ev Raban
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Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine (Jerusalem, Israel)
Date:
1925
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All the Jewish children’s homes and live-in kindergartens that Robi Singer had been attending since the age of four had something in common. Besides a birth certificate and vaccination papers, they…
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György Dalos
Places:
Vienna, Austria
Date:
1990
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Yesterday, I dumped on my son the following story:
That my father was a cyclops and, of course, had one eye,
That my fifteen brothers wanted to devour me,
So, I barely got myself out of their…
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Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1929
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The train pulls up to the platform, steaming and boiling like a samovar.
Lazar is standing on the platform—short, glowing, joyful—waving his dirty handkerchief at the cars.
The train is on its way to…
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David Khait
Date:
1928
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This is a story that begins with J. It was the fifteenth of July 1930.
It’s about J; it’s about a consonant still a little vowelish, a little i-ish in the aftermath of a magic philology.
Were I not…
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Hélène Cixous
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
2001