In 30 degree heat one needs to stay hydrated, however all that extra water means more bathroom trips. Desperate for the bog, I pop in to Chipotle. The toilet requires a combination code from the counter staff, just the thing if you are a tourist in need of a wee. When you finally get to the toilet, you discover that a sight and smell not to dissimilar to weeing behind their bins.
As reviewed by James W Riddle Junior