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| Biafrans, the lost tribes and the Garden of Eden |
This is a story of a close group of friends bound by fate, adventure, and purpose as they are led down a road they could only have dreamed of.
When I arrived in Tsfat for a summer to study, the rosh yeshiva told me, “You don’t choose Tsfat; Tsfat chooses you.” I arrived at my dorm room and saw a photo of my roommate on the wall. I got goose bumps when I noticed myself in the background of the photo taken at the Kotel. Months before I knew I would ever end up in Tsfat, there was a picture of me on my dorm-room door.
