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…House of Water

Posted by Yeshiva Guy | Posted in Stam | Posted on 12-07-2010

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I neglected to mention the most geshmake thing I saw over my entire Shabbos in RBS.

Walking back from the Shabbos morning seudah, I was literally drenched in sweat. I’m still unclear as to who’s brilliant idea it was to carve out a city on top of a mountain in the face of an ever present sun, but he better hope he never meets me in a dark alley. Although assuming he stays in RBS, there is little danger of that- any alleys there, assuming they exist b’chlall, are no doubt bright as day, 24/7.

Anyway, mentally complaining and mopping sweat off my brow, face, and hands, I spied a colorful sign on a wall running alongside one of the properties. Angling myself to pass closer to it, I could make out the hand written  colorful letters on the sign about 20 feet away.

Underneath the poster was an old rickety stand/table, on which was a cooler. Hmm. Getting closer, I could make out…

“Good Shabbos. Filtered Water”.

Uh huh. Now that’s what I’m talking about.

Good Shabbos!

Comments (3)

  • Sharona says:

    Two very enjoyable things :)

  • In Need of Entertainment says:

    Any new posts forthcoming soon?

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