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The rhythm was consistent, and the sounds were similar. If it weren't for the different textures and diameters of the sliced ingredients, it would have been almost impossible to distinguish each chop from the next.
There was something mesmerizing about the fluid grace of a practiced hand wielding a kitchen knife, turning whole pieces of a plant into a multitude of julienned strips.
Each piece was the same thickness, the same length, and the same width, regardl ...
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