For years, I have loved the smell of public washrooms. I go to them and pleasure myself in a cubicle as I sniff the smells in the air. It is best in old blocks perhaps near the beach as the lovely smells have had time to get embedded into the walls and floors over the years. Does anybody identify with this?
— Donald, 55
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