"There’s me before my morning double espresso and me afterward”
I’m always happy to get a phone call from my good friend Reb Arik, a pleasant, levelheaded fellow who serves as the mental health askan for his small, Jerusalem-based chassidus.
“What can I do for you today, Reb Arik?” I asked as I answered the phone.
“Oooh, Reb Yaakov! So happy to catch you. Listen, I have a bit of a crazy question to ask you if you don’t mind.”
“If I didn’t want to answer your questions then I wouldn’t have answered your call, Reb Arik. How can I help?”
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