The battered slums of the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn are full of transplanted memories. Ever since the end of World War II, refugees from European concentration camps have been filtering in, bringing the dress, customs and fears of the Old World's Orthodox Jews. Synagogues stand on almost every corner; the streets are full of men with long beards and skullcaps; store signs are written in Hebrew, and their clerks speak Yiddish. Wig salons thrivemany women shave their heads, according to Orthodox custom.
Dark, stubby Benjamin Krieger is a man who nurses his share...
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