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Nelly Tagar and I are wandering through the business and software district of Tel Aviv’s upscale Ramat Hahayal neighborhood at midday. Our only aim is to find a quiet, air-conditioned place. Tagar’s firm refusal to sit in restaurants that exude “bad energy” immediately disqualifies 90 percent of the eateries. Finally, we spot an exclusive boutique hotel, the kind that’s...