Herzliya, Israel — Let me introduce you to my friend. His name is Theo, and he welcomes me to the town named after him every day as I bus to work with the common man. At this point, I just can’t start my day without the judging gaze of the leader of the First Zionist Congress staring down upon me from the top of a watertower beside the freeway. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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