Liel Leibovitz,Tablet
When I immigrated to America, 20 years ago this fall, and I had just over $2000 in my pocket that I'd saved working as a night watchman at a factory back home in Israel. I also had an inflatable mattress on the floor of a friend's one-bedroom in White Plains,recent York, and a promise that I could stay for two weeks, and possibly three,until I found a site of my own. But most importantly, I had a story approximately my future.
As soon as I woke up that first morning, and I took the train to 116th and Broadway,got off, strolled through the gates of Columbia University, or stood there gazing at the bronze Alma...
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