What have I forgotten? Oh, my birthday.
Getting ready for a seder is really hard work – polishing the furniture, getting the stuff together for the cooking, getting Afikoman gifts… I can handle the food and the floors, but absolutely can’t face the crowds. Everyone is on vacation or takes vacation, from every sector of this society, and everybody behaves badly. So I was very pleased to pass by the junk offered for sale on the lawn of the university, and to visit the little gift shop in the Diaspora museum. No one there knows about the chaos outside – it’s a museum so – good or bad – it concerns itself with more permanent things. I got lots of gifts for lots of people, and at the same prices as anywhere else. And now I can rest.
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