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The sound of metal folding chairs scraping against rocky parking lot asphalt always gives me the chills -- but only in a good way.
To me it's the sound of Sukkot in the Shaarei Tefila sukkah, where I ate soggy tuna sandwiches and carrot sticks out of rumpled paper bags for most of my...