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The following scene unfolded one morning in the home of R’ Shimon Yessel, a resident of the Moravian town of Leipnik during the early years of the nineteenth century,: “Shimon, how come you’re back from your peddling route already? It’s still early. In fact, our sons have just gone to shul for shacharis.” “Rochel, you have no idea what just happened. Hashem has heard your prayers and sent us our salvation!” “Shimon, dear, what on earth are you talking about?” “Baruch Hashem, we were helped in the most amazing way, don’t even ask!” “I am asking -- please explain what’s going on!”
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