http://archive.li/3QKPa  As I get closer to the women's room an odor assails my nostrils. It was like sewage combined with greasy rancid meat, and my stomach dropped when I remembered the last two people who used the restroom. Covering my nose with my shirt I gently pushed open the door to discover a new circle of hell. Bob Saget got off easy. In this restroom, brown matter covered EVERYTHING!! The floor, the walls, the mirror and the sink was COVERED IN SHIT.