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Maya Hirsch THE STORYTELLHER Blog Misantroph part 1 מיה הירש

THE MISANTHROPE (PART 1)

It was the end of a six-week period in which my guy was on-call, and I could hardly remember my name. During these weeks, the most my girls get to see of him is a glimpse of his shadow when they wake up in the middle of the night crying because they miss him.

Maya Hirsch THE STORYTELLHER Blog Don't buy a bike מיה הירש

DON’T BUY A BIKE AND DON’T GET A DIVORCE

Last summer I had coffee with a good friend I hadn’t seen in a while. He ordered a double espresso with a side of steamed milk and I had a decaffeinated brew of ginger, mint, and honey. We had chatted for about 30 minutes, and I was sharing the plans for a friend’s 40th birthday celebration, when all of a sudden he interrupted.

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