It’s a Cafe Asia Downtown happy hour and you brought your passport to drink. You are bloated from cheap Kirin or $3 Japanese sake. You need to wiz. As you stumble into the bathroom, you’re present with a Washington DC first: a unisex bathroom:
Which door are you going to choose? And if you are a guy, might you shut the door behind you? Thanks.
We need not see your toilet choice no matter if we stand or sit.
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