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Curses
On Perelman’s moshav, it was mayhem and chaos. The bull had somehow gotten into the pasture with the Holsteins and all of Juan Perelman’s animal husbandry and planning had been shot in one night with each shot fired by the bull. Bruce was famished.
“Harah,” the moshavnik Juan Perelman said.
“s**t,” one of the Chinese laborers translated.
“Benzona,” Perelman said. It was his moshav.
“Son of a bitch.”
“Beitsim,” Perelman said.
“Balls.”
“Mamzer.”
“Goddamn bastard,” said the Chinese laborer.
“Excuse me,” said his countryman, and a gentleman. “He did not say Goddamn.”
“I’m a Taoist. What do I care?” His countryman, and a gentleman, was also a Buddhist, as was the Thai laborer. Even though they were Buddhists, there was no friendly ground shared between the two men because
