Flush With Success
Flush With Success
Flush With Success
THE WASTE WOULD BE DROPPED INTO THE STAGNANT MOAT WATER BELOW, ADDING YET ANOTHER IMPEDIMENT TO ANY ENEMY FOOLISH ENOUGH TO CONSIDER STORMING THE REEKING RAMPARTS.
But were getting ahead of ourselves here. Long before there was indoor plumbing fit for royalty, there was the natural human desire to rid ourselves of the unpleasantness of what the Chinese euphemistically call the big necessity. Since the beginning of time, people have needed a sanitary (and, in most cultures, a relatively private) place to dispose of their bodily nal lavatories where people could come in and, well, deposit their waste in giant toilets with long, bench-like seats while sharing gossip and the news of the day. Usually, though, ordinary Romans found it easiest just to toss their waste from chamber pots into the streets. One of the more disgusting iterations of the toilet appeared during the
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