By Janice Eidus
The conflict of the Rosens, set in 1965, is set an eccentric Jewish family members within the Bronx within which the sibling competition among younger sisters—one of whom is heavily ill—reaches a probability element, forcing each one loved one to stand the constraints and complexities of affection and faith.
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