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North American (General)Transcript
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home to many first and second generation Jewish immigrants, Borough Park was an urban, and Clive who's endless streets of dingy brick apartment buildings, were made somewhat less dreary by the full green trees that lined them. It was a safe place where residents didn't lock their doors. Neighbors sat outside their buildings, unfolding chairs on hot summer nights, swapping stories and watching their kids play such games. A stickball in the streets. The fathers worked hard and dreamed of saving enough money to a one day buy a house on Long Island More in New Jersey, The gossipy residents of 56 0 9/15 Avenue had never before seen a couple quite like the Geffen's. The wife was the breadwinner and a true original who were pants, rode a bike and refused to reveal her age. The husband was a henpecked man who went for long walks alone and sometimes read an entire book. In a single did the airport in Ouagadougou, the capital of Burkina Fasso, her contact. A local priest named Jean Paul Molefi held a sign with her name just outside of customs at Low Ember and welcome to Ouagadougou. Oh, Jean Paul said warmly. with a heavy French accent as they exchanged cheek kisses. John Paul was a black African about five foot five and very thin, with short gray hair. He was older, but his brown eyes were bright and his smile engaging. Thank you for coming, Jean Paul. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. The work you've been doing with the poor in this country is incredible. Thank you, thank you. Come have a car, he said. Ben Motion to two young air boys standing behind him. Grab the lady's bags. Ember never thought of herself is tall, but at five foot 10 with two inch wedges, she was taller than all of the women and most of the men at the airport. Her red copper hair, light cream complexion and bright green eyes made her unique among the Africans. At the airport. Almost everyone was staring at her. She turned back to her host and asked, Where will we be headed today? Jean Paul, I will take you to the capital. There. We have a room where you can rest. Tomorrow we will head north to Ji Bo. As you request it, we can stay at the church in the city and explore from there. My bishop is thankful to have a reporter with your reputation. Looking into the disappearance is we have witnessed international awareness can only help our people. I am so thankful for your support, John Paul. We will get to the bottom of this together. Too many first and second generation Jewish immigrants. Borough Park was an urban, and Clive who's endless streets of dingy brick apartment buildings were made somewhat less dreary by the full green trees that lined them. It was a safe place where residents didn't lock their doors. Neighbors sat outside their buildings, unfolding chairs on hot summer nights, swapping stories, supporting one another and watching their kids play such games. A stickball in the streets. The fathers worked hard and dreamed of saving enough money to a one day buy a house on Long Island More in New Jersey. The gossipy residents of 56 0 9/15 Avenue had never before seen a couple quite like the Geffen's. The wife was the breadwinner and a true original who were pants, rode a bike and refused to reveal her age. The husband was a henpecked man who went for long walks alone and sometimes read an entire book in a single evening