July 15, 2011 at 6:00 am

In a city where trends change daily and cars zoom by at probably illegal speeds, consistency is the one thing that keeps me sane. Now, after 17 years of Saturdays (that’s 884 Saturdays), countless Yom Kippurs and Rosh Hashanas, one corner of normalcy has quite literally gone up in smoke. MetroFocus intern Daniella Greenbaum writes about her experience.

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