It’s Saturday morning so of course the ultra-Orthodox Jew is walking down the street, past the gardens.

His hands are behind his back, dull black frock coat beating in the wind. Black stockings, black shoes, black hat, black hair.

A woman out for her power walk powers up behind him. Black stretch tights, black stretch top, black hair.

She power walks right past him.

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