It was a cool April evening in Jerusalem. Two men were making their way to no particular place.
Neither was in a rush.
One was a kollel man and this week was “bein hazmanim.”
The other man was a professional enjoying the week after Pesach in Israel.
Both were enjoying the other’s company and perfectly content walking the streets of Jerusalem for no particular amount of time and with no specific destination.
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