Every year, at the end of the Passover seder, we sing, “L’shanah Haba’ah B’rushalayim.” Next Year in Jerusalem. And every year I say that next year will actually be the year I celebrate the holiday, which begins tonight at sundown, in Israel. And while for some reason or another (pandemic, life, etc.) it hasn’t happened yet, I still say it with such int…
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