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Put Next to Water, an Onion's Not So Hostile
I can walk through a room so thick with smoke that you can cut bricks out of it, and I won't blink. But if I ever need a good cry, I know just what to do. I need only look at an onion before tears start welling. The first cut has me reaching for my handkerchief.
By Andreas Viestad
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