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About Holon

Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

Passages from Revelation

demonstrate that the Whore of Babylon is the city of Jerusalem and that its author, a man known as John, used symbols, motifs and allusions from the writings.

As the sun started to set, I made my way back to the Old City. The streets were lit up, and it felt magical. I passed by the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and it was packed. I didn’t go in, though. Too many people. I’m not about that life. But I could hear the chants and prayers. It was hauntingly beautiful.

Hundreds battle blazes ripping through Jerusalem area; fire may be Israel’s largest ever