Tzfat is rivalled by only Jerusalem in the level of observance of its population. Everybody who lives there seems to be orthodox and you see lots of messianic (not in the Jews For Jesus way) graffiti. So how did it feel when I'm standing at a falafel stand and a Hassid in his twenties looks at today's paper with a picture of screaming Palestinians and asks me, "Are you happy? Everyone in Israel is happy today!". 200 were killed in yesterday's airstrike in Gaza. How holy is it to be happy?
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I once went to only for falafel. And ended up being serenaded by Hassids singing Summer Lovin' from Grease. Such a strange place. Tzvat
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