This thread reminds me of a story.
About 10 years ago, before the ex and I moved in together, I picked her up from work and drove her out to Vegas for the weekend. We stopped in Barstow (the edge of Death Valley) at what looked to be about a 90% abandoned outlet mall off the 15 fwy. She was inside a shoe store and I wandered the mall looking for a shitter. I was seriously the only person in the entire mall. It was something out of a horror movie when I was wandering there.
I finally found the shitter, but it was out of order. There was a pile of shit formed like a volcano standing right out of the lid about 2-3 inches high. I ran like hell to the other end of the mall and barged into the shoe store (where on of the employees was taking a nap on the counter), grabbed Silvia, and dragged he back to the mens room so she could see it. It was the most ridiculous shit you'd ever see. I used to have a pic of it, but the ex took all our old albums when she left.