Toilets have no remorse tags: toilet body private/public hygiene

Toilets are the depositories of secrets. Private havens for cloaking our relationship with filth. Then again, how much can sophistication hide? Up until the moment we manage to leave our bodies behind and download our essence into the infrastructure, the primitive functioning of the body is part of our story. A part of our crime. As all stories are stories of crime. I often think of the architecture of toilets, how do they have us forget that we are in the public? Doors are not enough, false…