restrooms tender_square in one fragment, i am in a women’s restroom trying to find a stall to relieve myself. i think there's women’s clothing everywhere, hanging off of all the doors like it's a costume closet. i enter a stall and there are tons of pantyhose hanging on a series of hooks inside the door. some of them start to slip as i latch the lock and i’m scrambling to reorganize them as i urinate. in another fragment, i enter an upscale-casual restaurant. i walk past the host stand and the customers standing in front of it and head toward the back of the dining room. i don’t find customer washrooms, but dingy ones that could be for staff. there is a vacant room for men but i don’t enter it. i’m searching for a corresponding women’s room but can’t find one in the vicinity. i peek around the corner and see a sign that says “wc.” it’s a short and small doorway, i have to duck to enter and stay hunched to orient myself in the very tiny space. i remove my cell phone from my back pocket so i don’t accidentally toilet my phone as i pull my pants down to urinate. 230318 what's it to you? who go blather from