Toilets from around the world. After much travelling I can safely say Asian toilets win the poo prize for most amount of bacteria, smell and vomit. Since I can remember as a child, my mother against my will forced me into female public toilets with her and my sister instead of letting me go into an all male toilet alone. I don’t know why I complained, now I recognise that privilege long since gone has totally been wasted on youth, a phrase older people sometimes bestow on me thinking they are a pillar of authority like some priest in a pulpit, who likes a congregation to believe he has some secret knowledge, he and he alone is privy to. Contrary to what they and I think my youth is wasted on, growing too old to frequent female toilets does not come on their list. It usually entails wasted opportunity to ask a girl out or to start a conversation with one. However judging by the looks of their wives I don’t think that our standards are the same. A women that looks li
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