Long thought of as the last and lost bastion of the masculine domain. Not only a private place to hide away and contemplate the state of the world, politics, environmental issues, pre-packaged Taco sauce. This special place for men also gives the opportunity to catch up on some reading, exchange a cordial word or two with a co-worker or acquaintence or straighten your tie and zip up before an important business meeting.
The antiquated, and oh so stylish, water closet lives on in a few relics of mid-20th Century architecture. Some have been ‘shamelessly’ modernised, some simply closed off to the general public awaiting renovation. Working in one such period building each week, I have the privilege of utilising and appreciating a true golden oldie from the sixties.
I cast my eyes, and lens, over the decaying and none too fragrant world of this Institutional Mens Public Lavatory. Take a deep breath, we’re going in.
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