It Might Be You....'Tootsie' As Guide to Love

The thing about Jerusalem is you're bound to run into someone you know at some point.

And by "you" I mean, "me."

Which is another way of saying, while waiting for the bus the other day, the gentleman who walked by and then parked himself right behind me and who looked suspiciously like the gentleman in the States who had once stolen my heart, was no doubt the very same man.

And the leggy redhead by his side?

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