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I had three Ariks in my childhood, which was a long time ago: Arik Sharon, about whose misdeeds I read with admiration in Dan Margalit’s book about Unit 101, which I received as a present for my birthday; Arik who imitates the animals, Arik Amir, who would do a lion, monkey and jackal at birthday parties, and who lived in a ground floor apartment at the beginning of the street, two...