Airport men's rooms are usually questionable affairs in the best of times.
Imagine my surprise at encountering this remnant of someone else's party at the Minneapolis airport last fall. Clearly they wanted to have a good time, but...in the men's room? At an airport where there are numerous bars?
I'm known for my collection of martinis, but they're always consumed in public and documented by my camera. This is something else again, and a picture is worth a thousand words.
As they say: Sign of a serious problem.
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