I did want to become invisible (and not to meet anyone I know by some chance) – I was the only woman in the building, wearing a skirt and sandals, unable to follow (the men were praying in the ancient Ashkenazi accent, the one where they say adonoy), feeling lost among the 15 or so religious men, whose scattered group looked kind of lonely there and then, amid the end of a regular workday. But my companion was right - nobody paid attention to me. The men were there to pray. Soon after the break I was joined by a young lady I apparently already knew on Facebook, who said she comes to observe the prayer once in a while, guided by interest.

Vilnius is definitely not a boiling marketplace of different religions, and there are even tinier communities around. However, the space and the way the men act in it makes you think about the gap between what you see and the numbers of people the synagogue was planned for…

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