In mid-October, when I arrived at the 5th floor apartment where my partner is staying in Prague, I hurried to the windows to see the dark clock towers and rooftops of the synagogues in the Jewish Quarter. The city’s horizon is rich with magical steeples, and the thick stone walls and red-tiled turret of the Jewish Museum was just a half-block away. He l…
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