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Jews are eating falafel in the Land of Israel — and that is enough.

JL;DR SUMMARY Ehud Neor writes a poignant essay reflecting on a personal encounter with David Leitner, a Holocaust survivor, during the Jewish holiday of Sukkot. A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least, that was the handle his lovin' parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he called himself the Dude. Now, Dude, that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then, there was a lot about the Dude that didn't make a whole lot of sense to me. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place s'durned innarestin'.

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HolocaustResilienceJewish UnitySurvivalSymbolismSukkotTefillinNarrativeDavid Leitner

Places mentioned

Jerusalem, Israel
"One day I was walking through the shuk in Mahane Yehuda in Jerusalem, and I imagined I was seeing little round bilkalachs flying through the air and landing in pita bread."
Nyíregyháza, Szabolcs-Szatmár-Bereg, Hungary
"In our home in Nyregyhza my dear mother of blessed memory would tell us wonderful tales of the Land of Israel."
Mauthausen, Upper Austria, Austria
"After the first one, when we had reached Mauthausen, I felt that I was at the end of the line."

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