This is some kind of vintage/industrial work. Photograph taken while I was on Route 66 this summer, very hot day, and in the middle of nowhere there was this kind of shop with a lot of old cars and pictures of Elvis or Marilyn Monroe. You buy glass bottles of Coca Cola if you want, but you just HAVE to go to his restrooms.
One word about me: I have a weird passion for restrooms. I have the chance to travel A LOT, all over the world, and I always try to restrooms when I am allowed to. I did them all, from the Luxury Toilets in the third floor of Harrods in London to the only toilet in the Sahara. I could literally write a book about it, and in fact every time I find one interesting piece where to put my bottom, I swear to myself that I will begin from this point. But of course, I don't.
However, this particular restrooms are worth a good review. In the shop where you can use those restrooms, you can find pretty much every artefacts from the supposed glory of this road in the mid XXth century, from a reproduction of some kind of dinner with Edward Hopper's Nighthawk reproduction, customized with some blue neon tube to an original copy of Marilyn Monroe's calendar. You know, the one where she's naked... Tits hidden, of course, hell, it's America... Except in the restrooms.
Either the restrooms are in some kind of international territory, or maybe people under 21 or 18 or whatever the legal is there are not allowed to want to pee after several hours of road. Fact is, the nipples you'll see there aren't hidden. You won't see 2 pairs, or 200, no... In those lovely 18m² restrooms, you'll see literally HUNDREDS of bosoms, most of them reflecting on the shiny metal of a polished customized car. While you may or not appreciate the taste of this unusual show, you cannot be indifferent to it. This is one of the most unusual thing I've seen in my trip, and for sure the most unusual public restrooms I've seen on 5 continents... No one will wash your hands for you there, or spray some Jean Paul Gaultier when you leave, nevertheless you'll probably end up going out of this with a very strange feeling to have left the normal world for some minutes, to come back once the door of the restrooms closed on those multiple posters.
While this has pretty much amazed me, my practical sens also made an other observation: considering the place of those restrooms (middle of nowhere, literally), the number of people going in them (which, of course, are tourists, aka irresponsible and gross people, as you could expect), and the amazing choice of size of breasts, hair color or car paint if you're into it, the walls and floor are amazingly CLEAR. So, either the guy who works there does a great job at cleaning this after all the wankers of the day, or people become suddenly very respectful to this relics of common lack of tastes. Either way I am very, very impressed... Watch out, Harrods!
If you read all of this, congrats. The main reason why I wrote all that was because I felt guilty not writing proper artist's comments for a while, and also because I knew the file would take years to upload. Now if you excuse me, I'll feel all of space I have for the keywords, since the file is still uploading for some time...