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IN-DEPTH FEATURES Shemurah Matzo
FICTION
Tzila Hirsch awoke from her reveries and glanced at the old
grandfather's clock which had clanged twelve times. Then,
just to make sure, she looked again at the clock's hands
which left no doubt that it was indeed twelve.
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