Is definitely Yom Kippur.
It’s so intense. It’s all encompassing. You have no choice but to focus on it, because, by its very nature, it hits you in the face. No matter what level of observance you have for the holiday, you KNOW it’s Yom Kippur.
I love the cathartic feeling at the end. I love the communal experience of “we’re all in this together.” 25 hours, non-stop. It’s like a Jewish religious rave…without all of the other rave stuff.
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