
Another approach to this, if you feel like discussing the opportunities I brought up, is to have the onion-cutter sitting on the lower right corner while chopping, only to get up afterwards, take the uncut half onion and place it where he just sat.
I know that you suggest a very no-nonsense approach to things here, Sam, and I think that is a very useful approach in most cases. But if this had been a clear-cut no-nonsense case, there would not have been a couple of kidneys under her head together with a breast and her uterus, just as the liver would not have been between her feet, and as the pile of flesh on the table would not have been there.
For the no-nonsense followers I actually have a little something to offer, that may or may not be part of an explanation to why the bits and pieces were not thrown to the floor. It can be argued that avoiding doing so also involved a low level of sound. It was in the middle of the night, and presumably quiet as he went about his business. Throwing a three-pound liver on the floor may wake the neighbours up, and he may have reasoned that such things were better avoided.
But it does not explain the strange collection of parts underneath her head, just as it doesnīt explain why he favoured the table over the bed when it came to the pile of flaps and flesh.
So no more onions, please, Sam; they only cause sorrow and make you cry...

The best,
Fisherman

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