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And then I heard the singing. Chanting, prayer, live voices, not from the transistor. It wasn’t yet light, just the first flutterings of dawn. Shivering with cold, wrapped in our blankets, wet with…
Contributor:
A. B. Yehoshua
Places:
Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1977