Florence Nasar kept checking her phone. She was at an interfaith dinner last Sunday aimed at building friendships between New York Jews and Muslims, and the guests, all in their 20s and early 30s, sat on couches around her, sharing stories about their religious practices, their pasts and their quests to define who they are.
Ms. Nasar, a Syrian Jew, was actually living those themes. Her secret Muslim boyfriend was on his way.
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