One of the most intriguing places my wife and I have experienced in Israel
is David Ben Gurion’s home in Tel Aviv. The square brick building is not
only plain outside; its first floor has sparse, basic furnishings with few
touches of color. It almost disdains luxury. But then you reach the second
floor and feel you’ve entered the great man’s inner sanctum, his desk, his
papers. You sense his presence . . .
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