This is the toilet that the staff in my building in New York get to use.Charming.I was using it because someone pushed the bottom lock on my door which I tell everyone not to do because it is finicky.This was the day that the spring decided to sprong so my key was useless and I had to call a locksmith.Of course I desparately had to pee,hence the basement photo op.FYI it took the locksmith 45,not the promised 20,minutes to arrive and cost me $55 for the service call and $280 for the 5minutes it took for him to screwdrive the lock open.I missed the 6pm info session on diabetes that I was going to,but had some extra time before the art opening at 7pm.Sometimes I don’t love New York.
Park Avenue Basement: New York

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Throughout a life of travel, adventure and frequent urination, the International Tinkler has found herself in many a precarious restroom situation.
She now brings you the opportunity to share in her up to the minute discoveries of evacuation locations.
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