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I imagined that the doctor's study would be full of
bottles of formaldehyde preserving severed body parts. I remember
reading somewhere that a doctor went to prison for preserving a
still-born baby in a bottle of fluid and I used to think all doctors did
shady things like that until I had an argument with a doctor at a
wedding. I forget whose wedding it was. That's a shame because it wasn't
such a bad wedding. Getting into the surgery wasn't very hard; the door
we opened had terrible locks that shattered virtually as soon as we
touched them. The floors that were cordoned off were covered with green
linoleum, and in the waiting room checked black and white. There were
two main offices -- one each for a doctor -- both covered with wood
cabinets full of things. Both offices also had great big heavy desks. We
found jars of medication, syringes, some money -- which was lucky
because these places are usually gutted even when they're open for
business. The place was full of paperwork. Medical records lined the
reception office like you'd expect, but both doctors' offices were
literally packed full of paper. The dank office down the end of the
green lino hallway was particularly laden with paperwork. Personal
correspondence was strewn all over the doctor's huge desk. There were
letters from John Smiths, Mary Whatshernames, Joe Bloggses -- you name
it, several decades worth of letters of this old doctor's life were laid
out in his office. None of the letters seemed that important at first
because what we were really looking for was dexamphetamines and money.
We didn't actually find anything of real immediate worth in the building
after long. We sold the medication to a guy because he thought he could
use it to make speed, and the syringes didn't go for much. Snagglepuss
told us that the money we'd found was irradiated, and that all it was
good for was buying groceries. So you could say the heist paid off, but
the letters were something else.