Over last weekend I put up a series of posts over on Barstool Blues about some of my memories of going to the toilet in Beijing, a surprisingly rich and resonant topic. I think my favourite, for nostalgic reasons, would be the first, although the second might be of more general historical/sociological interest, and the third is probably the most quirkily personal.
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