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| We stopped for lunch back in the Old City of Jerusalem after we got off the bus from Bethlehem. |
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| heading towards "home" through Herod's gate |
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| garlic for the trip? |
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| a last flower, growing in the lower wall |
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| We passed this field every day on our walk to and from our Guest House. |
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| the Madre, a tiny woman with a big heart, saying goodbye to us |
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