Unbroken Glass

The American Yeshivish world is divided to two basic sub-worlds, that combine.
The “Joshes” and the “Rivkies”.
Every Josh has a Rivki.
This guy was a Josh, and I am, gladly enough, far from being a Rivki.
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I am trying to get over this guy, right?
So I go out on shidduchim, cos everybody knows that the best way to get your mind off of one guy is to surround yourself with other guys. Ha ha that’s a good one.
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It was Harry Potter season, surely not the right time for dating. But Someone phoned me saying I have to get over Harry and go out on shidduchim. It sounded reasonable enough at the time.
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One casual afternoon my shadchan called me, saying there is this great guy I have to go out with. Said he is really a special guy.
He was.
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At first I was afraid, I was petrified…
Okay, so I’m Israeli. So what.
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As far as I can recall it was the shortest date I’ve ever had. It couldnt last. Not for another minute.
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Some tastes stay with you forever.
Cuban cigars, fine old wine and… Swiss chocolate.
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Do you sometimes feel the need to be close to someone? Share intimacy with your beloved?
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This guy was original, I’ll give him that. He had a very special surprise for me all planned out. Not the kind of surprises we girls like, though.
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