Who would have thought that in the strangest of places, a lonely public lavatory attendant would find excitement--and perhaps--love? Dreaming of romance in her small cubicle, the unkempt cleaner will find a fragrant bouquet of flowers in her tiny tip jar, and much to her amazement, the same surprise will be waiting for her every single morning. Without a doubt, this must be the work of a chivalrous, yet timid secret admirer longing for companionship; however, what good is an invisible lover?
—Nick Riganas