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I flew to Stockholm for two days. I wasn’t checked at all at the airport in Israel: that is, a security man looked through my passport, asked about the source of my name, where I came from and what the names of my family members are. He then asked me to wait by the side and went to talk to another security man in a black jacket. He got back with a sticker containing a long number that starts with 1, which I know...