I liked it in the stall, on my own, without anyone able to see me. There was a not so amazing smell though. It didn't smell like shit, but you could tell the place needed more ventilation. So I'm reading Nietzsche, getting his wisdom into my brain, when all of a sudden, someone enters the restroom. I stop moving, I don't turn a page, I just freeze and reread the same page until the guy goes away. He does his little things, and goes away. I turn the page.