Picture this: It's around 970 BCE in ancient Jerusalem. King David—the giant-slayer, the warrior-poet, the man who united Israel—is lying in bed, shivering under a pile of blankets. He's old now, really old, and no matter how many covers they heap on him, he can't get warm.

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