There is a moment in Vayishlach when the narrative slows, darkens, and refuses to protect us. It comes without warning, like a door slammed by the wind. One verse: “And Dinah went out to see the daughters of the land.” And with that small, innocent… | Read More in The Blogs. Read More in Israel NOWlej.
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