Shabbat has deep, dark closets lining its hallway, dank from tears and peopled with a cemetery’s worth of moldy skeletons.

Shabbat’s closets are formidable, but so are the thick hardwood doors that close them, the iron locks that twist shut with a dry clang.

And carved on the doors in thick gothic letters are the words, “Do not open until Saturday, after dark.”

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