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Having heard of a certain German writer I was cutting some onions and letting thoughts go into memories, the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, and those in between, whatever came, however it came, some onions you can cut through like their essence doesn’t even exist, others slip over the knife and fall into the plate uncut, yet others the knife gets halfway through and the rest is so mushy that… or you cry too much (a particularly painful memory) and then onions don’t help, or a spoon in your mouth, or lemon juice sprinkled under the eyes; you can freeze the onion, soak the onion, microwave the onion, you can even keep the sliced bits face down on the cutting board – not get rid of them so easily – it just won’t help.