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Is this a Norman Rockwell painting of Kaparot, ready for the cover of the Yom Kippur special of the Saturday Evening Post or what?
The kids fell in love with the chicken, I imagine. They nicknamed him Tzvika and played with him the whole day before the somber ceremony during which they assigned Tzvika the role of, well, scape-chicken, taking on his feathery little shoulders all their sins. After the ceremony they took Tzvika home and made soup.
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