Meyer, a lonely widower, was walking home along Delancy Street one day, wishing something wonderful would happen into his life, when he passed a Pet Store, and heard a squawking voice, shouting out in Yiddish:    “Quawwwwk… vus macht du… Yeah, du…outside, standing like a putzel… eh?”    Meyer rubbed his eyes and ears. Couldn’t…
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