Yesterday I had to visit an underground storage on the HaArbaah street. The area had been an ugly industrial site and the Municipality transformed it into a nice open space. It was a sunny spring day and spend an hour drinking coffee and watching the giggling girls in their fancy Purim costumes. Before the Liberation War it was a German village called Sharona, but when the Nazi forces approached from Egypt, the British evacuated them to Australia. Instead of the original farm houses, hundred meters tall office buildings provide shade looking like Singapur. It was Purim, and Tel Aviv is a happy city with a young and active population. I like it.
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