The Rabbi Who Helped Me Sneak Into Venezuela

Moshen didn't look like a rabbi, or at least not what I expected a rabbi to be. No kippa, no large beard, but rather a modern outfit with colorful sneakers and a loud, happy voice that greeted me in the arrival hall of the modest Cúcuta airport. Cúcuta is a small town just on the …

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