"There is something I don't understand," the rabbi said. "Look at those children. We have had soap for thousands of years, and yet those children are filthy. What good is soap?"
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Eventually they approached a playground where children, covered in dust, were
playing in the dirt.
"There is something I don't understand," the rabbi said. "Look at those children. We have had soap for thousands of years, and yet those children are filthy. What good is soap?" |
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