These news and sundry items kiosks dot the Manhattan streets and subway stations. I always think to myself where is the bathroom? One time on the number 7 train platform in Grand Central, I peeked in I think I saw bottles of cream soda that's not in cream soda bottle perfectly lined against the side wall. Another time, a man inside the kiosk with his left hand down in front of his torso told his customer to hold on a sec ....

I shouldn't have pursued further but . . . how about moving the bowels?
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