I entered hurriedly because I knew there’d be a short period between the time I got unzipped and the time the next gent stepped through the door to the seventh floor men’s room. Coast was clear: both urinals empty, stall empty. The only sanctuary to center one’s self was in front of a slab of porcelain
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Hope the holiday seasons are treating you well.
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