Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong
I was back at the small toilet building tucked away among the trees in the park.
Curiosity about what I'd seen there on my last visit had got the better of me and I'd left the office early with the excuse of having a bad stomach and the promise that I'd "work from home" (does anyone ever actually do that?). Even on the drive here I wasn't sure if I'd have the guts to actu
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