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About Petah Tikva

I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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In this case therefore, Yehudah needed to find a woman whose profession was that of קְדֵשָה as only such a woman was permitted at that time.

After the match, I’m riding high. I grab a drink from the vendor outside. You know, the one on Ben Gurion? Best lemonade in the city! I’m chugging it down when I spot my buddy, Eli. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “Dude, you won! Let’s celebrate!”

Chana Bloch, Berkeley poet and Yehuda Amichai translator, dies at 77