Tag: Eyal Yifrach
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The 4th kidnapped boy: that’s called disgust – go ahead and feel it.
Disgust. There are a lot of things to be utterly disgusted with around here. I feel disgust constantly. It’s usually aimed at opinions that differ from mine; minute triggers related to lifestyles that differ from mine; ways of communicating I don’t agree with. Shame. That is something I feel less often, but it does come…
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We’re waiting for you.
Day 7. I believe you are alive. I believe you’ll be ok. I hope you do, too. We’re waiting for you. We’re doing the age-old Israeli dance – living a disrupted, regular life. Go to work, go to school, put the kids to bed, kiss each other goodnight. While we hope for you. We think…