Thursday, September 6, 2018 5:34 AM

I try to drink my coffee granita at precisely the right speed: quickly enough to be finished before my bus comes, but slowly enough to avoid a brain freeze. Across the road, another street fair is starting up. Workers test the speakers with Israeli rap. The usual face-painters, dancers, and stilt-walkers are in place. A woman strolls past me in a white gown, with a headdress that looks like rams' horns. (Rosh Hashanah is coming.) I would stay and watch, but I have large bags of laundry and of perishable groceries to bring home, and I need to sleep before my midnight shift tonight. I'll have to catch the next fair. I doubt that they'll have one for Yom Kippur, but they probably will, a few weeks from now, for Sukkot.