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Quintessential

I’m queuing for food at the Barbican so that a friend and I can spend 2 1/2 hours queuing to see a piece of “art” for five odd minutes.

If I don’t have a fondness for this wait/witness ratio, the most British of ratios, does this mean that I’m not a patriot?

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