As promised (from last week's wee teaser) here is the exciting full-length feature of the Pershing Square Public Toilet in action.
The John Williams Inadvertent Choir was in town; after begging some change from the nearby news agent, we stuffed all two of the so-called singers into the waterless closet along with a listless photographer and an alleged lawyer. (The latter was in case we had to evict some bum, crackhead or whore wanting to enjoy the low rent of 25¢ for 20 minutes.)
What can we state? A few minutes, two bits and an urgent desire to shit (or at least piss) will prompt the exciting action from any given quarter-million-dollar public toilet in a way that will leave one wondering: all that noise, all the waiting, and all the hullabaloo. . . for a commode that secretly flushes itself?



hey, that's me you're talking about!
Posted by: downtown toilet | 09/30/2007 at 11:16 PM