"Hey Michael, welcome back to the kibbutz."
"Thanks."
"Boy, that Thanksgiving you guys did was great."
"I thought so too. So, anything happen here while I was gone?"
"Not much...you know...it's a kibbutz..."
"Yeah."
"Did you hear about the Russian girl?"
"Which Russian girl?"
"Oh, you haven't heard. There was this Russian woman in the Ulpan class here."
"So? There's a lot of Russians in Ulpan."
"Keyword is 'was.' They found out she had AIDS that she hadn't reported, so they kicked her off the Kibbutz."
"They can do that?"
"Michael, they pay for your medicines here. If you hide a problem when they decided to accept you, they have every reason to kick you out."
"I suppose."
"Well, hey, it's a COMMUNAL farm."
"You say that like there's a risk of infection."
"Well, she was sleeping with three other guys."
"People here can actually get la..."
"It was just other Russian guys."
"Ah, they were also kicked out?"
"Yeah, but they think there are more of them."
"So, what happened? Did some other place accept her?"
"No need."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the day after she was told to leave, they found her body."
"Murdered?"
"Yeah, they think it was one of the guys."
"Wow."
Walked away, began talking to somebody else.
"So, Michael, welcome back. How were the states?"
"Not bad, did I miss anything back here?"
"Not really, well, have you heard about the Russian woman?"
"No, what about her?"
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