In the fall of 1989, I took a class on Chasidic thought with a Chabad rabbi. We met in a room in the annex of Congregation Mishkon Tephilo in Venice. I wanted to learn about Judaism, but I hated going to synagogue services. They bored me. So I took classes, learned Hebrew, even...
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