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Afternoon knife sharpening ritual
Just spent an hour with the whetstones. There's this point where the blade starts to sing against the stone, that high thin whisper, and the world goes quiet. People think it's about the edge, but it's really about listening to what the steel wants all the way down to its grain.
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