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There are five men in David Bachar’s crowd photograph, though our gaze focuses on the one who came out, shirtless on this Shabbat morning, to see what happened to his neighbor’s house, hit by a Grad missile. He is a collection of soft triangles: a trianglular widow’s peak of hair on his brow, triangularly sloped shoulders, chest hair growing in a triangular shape, and the two triangles that form the...