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“How sad that religious communities don’t put more effort into matchmaking, since the practice has divine origins. Sometimes outsiders know, for some rhyme or reason, that some individuals just rhyme, when they are together. Michael Ben Zehabe, Ruth: a woman’s guide to husband material, pg 71”

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