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Phutatorius

Serving up inflammatory chestnuts since . . . well, today.

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

There is an abandoned portable toilet (see attached photo) sitting on the River Street Bridge three blocks from my apartment. I say "abandoned" because it has been there for weeks and is not, so far as I can tell, affiliated with any current road construction project. Months ago there was a work crew doing God-knows-what to the intersection of River and Memorial Drive, but that was summer. January now, and this portable toilet is just sitting there — one idea is that it might be for public use, but I don't think it's possible to get inside it, settled, out, then back in your car during a single traffic-light cycle.

It is also possible that the toilet, its self-esteem at rock bottom after years of prostitution to construction workers, is on the bridge contemplating a jump. Airport-John of Fitchburg, Mass.: come pick up your runaway latrine — before it's too late.

posted by Phutatorius at  #2:11 PM.

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