Party in the Potty.

Right before David left Israel, I got a job in the factory where Klik chocolates and Bagel-Bagel pretzels are made. Of course my job was to clean the toilets and the employee locker rooms. After David returned to Toronto to have surgery on his bleeding abscess, we used to talk on the phone every night. I would get a break around sunset and another around 2200 hrs. My cellphone company had offered me a package that included unlimited calling to USA and Canada. Boy, did David and I use that plan! Thank-you, Hashem. David was homeless in Toronto. He would move

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