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Once upon a time: An aged rabbi talking with two men Asked them about their holiday in Paris The first man said: Oh, I hated Paris There was muck and filth everywhere I went Stray dogs and prostitutes roamed the foul streets And the Parisians were incessantly rude The second man said: Oh, I loved Paris There were flowers everywhere I went Artists and beauty, writers scribbling away And the Parisians were so kind to me And so: The rabbi said to them (his voice was kind): Each of you found the Paris you wanted to find (Worked up [or down, or sideways…] from a story Rabbi Joel Goor, a visiting lecturer at the University of San Diego in 1975, told his students.)
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
A Rabbi Tells a Story
Once upon a time: An aged rabbi talking with two men Asked them about their holiday in Paris The first man said: Oh, I hated Paris There was muck and filth everywhere I went Stray dogs and prostitutes roamed the foul streets And the Parisians were incessantly rude The second man said: Oh, I loved Paris There were flowers everywhere I went Artists and beauty, writers scribbling away And the Parisians were so kind to me And so: The rabbi said to them (his voice was kind): Each of you found the Paris you wanted to find (Worked up [or down, or sideways…] from a story Rabbi Joel Goor, a visiting lecturer at the University of San Diego in 1975, told his students.)
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC
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