"Oh my gawd," I must have sounded like some vain, blond, celebrity. I would have laughed at myself too had I not been where I was, seeing what I was seeing, in the restroom of Souplantation, in the first dank stall the second you made a left upon pushing through the heavy lockless door marked "WOMEN."
It was gross.
"You should have seen it," I
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