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There are a few grumbles, but the line shifts to the other door. My sister, Shay, thinks the need for the sign is hilarious. She’s never hesitated to use the men’s room before waiting in line for the women’s, but most women aren’t like my sister.

I weave my way around the line to step into the women’s room. There are two women washing their hands at the sink who frown at my intrusion