The mechanic, busy in the kitchen, has just removed material from his car and shouts: “I don’t remember, was Freud hot?”
I feel taken by surprise by this unexpected question from an unsuspected quarter and realize somewhat ashamed that I have never looked into this issue before, that the mechanic is apparently high on the list. As I search for a plausible answer, he approaches me and opens his palm. It contains two tap buttons, labeled ‘chaud’ and ‘froid’ respectively.
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A version of this article also appeared in NRC on the morning of April 12, 2022