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It’s Friday afternoon in central Paris. It’s close to Shabbat, so I get on my motorcycle and head home. I live in France, serving as a Chabad emissary in S.-Maur-des-Fossés, a small city south of Paris. It’s raining heavily, and the pavement is slippery. I slow down, adjusting my helmet. Suddenly I notice a sports car entering the intersection. The driver hasn’t noticed me approaching at high speed. The situation is dangerous, and my heart races. What to do? Brake on wet pavement at 80 km/h? I am in danger of rolling over. To continue? A collision is unavoidable. I brake quic… Read More » |
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