Chlamydia ?
Clamydia?
The poster asks? I’m not sure if I’m part of the target demographic, at least... that’s not what I’m in the toilet for. The warning tells a thousand stories of those for whom it is intended. Those people who pass to pick up a condom, or drag a female drunkard into this tight cubicle. One who casts his eye over her shoulder and sees that vigilantly bi-lingual sign... doubt? It’s all yours.
Tiled floor, small shaped, thankfully quiet, wooden door, lock busted, held shut by my foot, balance ,piss, failing to decipher graffiti, wooden door.
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