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Hope In A Honey Jar

Staff Writer
Soon after 9-11 last year I went to the grocery store around the corner from my house in Brooklyn to stock up on a few things. The Orthodox Muslim cashier, her face surrounded by a white scarf, dropped the change into my hand from a distance and without looking at me directly. I wondered if it was because I was Jewish.
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