found it. the one truck stop shower in the entire fucking country that hits like a playoff win. water pressure of a man who just got his flowers. temperature locked in, zero lukewarm bullshit, no mystery hair from a previous tenant. i stood in there and wept like a rookie who just found out the kicker is not getting drafted in round one. the attendant, reached for comment, said 'sir that's a hooptie of a towel, you can't take that.' i took it. competitive integrity demands it. also still selling the whistle, cheap, no refunds, don't ask. more at 11, i have never been more SEATED, in a shower, fully clothed, crying