my boots were shined than whether I could pick a lock. 55 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_011526 The day before the end of basic training, I was told to return to Maka Esser. A Jeep was waiting. A soldier was at the wheel. He mumbled hello and drove me to a sprawling military base about 15 minutes away, not too far from t

days after I got back to Beersheva. But at the end of the month, I was ordered to report to a small hut in an army base near Tel Aviv. It belonged to Maka Esser, the personnel department of military intelligence. I was greeted by two men in their late 20s. One of them, shorter even than me, introduced himself

my boots were shined than whether I could pick a lock. 55 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_027903 The day before the end of basic training, I was told to return to Maka Esser. A Jeep was waiting. A soldier was at the wheel. He mumbled hello and drove me to a sprawling military base about 15 minutes away, not too far from t

days after I got back to Beersheva. But at the end of the month, I was ordered to report to a small hut in an army base near Tel Aviv. It belonged to Maka Esser, the personnel department of military intelligence. I was greeted by two men in their late 20s. One of them, shorter even than me, introduced himself