Opinion Echoes of Childhood on the Road to Hebron
A youth mumbles something, and asked to repeat it, says, 'Me, break bones? I invited you to coffee.'
A graceful youth mumbled something about breaking bones. I asked him to repeat what he’d just said for the camera. He said, “Me, break bones? I invited you to coffee.”
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