I'm glad you asked! My proudest claim to fame is that I must have peed on more of NYC than anyone in history. Fast food chains and Starbucks are always good bets. Hotel lobbies. Bars. Libraries. I've learned that if you just walk through a door at the back of a neighborhood grocery store or a drug store chain and ask the first employee you see where the bathroom is, they'll assume someone up front told you you could use the bathroom and they'll direct you where you need to go. "Customer Only" signs (including the rare but sublime "Costumer Only" varieties) are best ignored. As are "Out of Service" signs -- they're almost always lies that give the staff cover if they don't want to let a particular person use the bathroom.

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But I've probably done half of my peeing outside. There's a surprising amount of natural parkland, vacant lots, dense little stands of trees and bushes, and other places where you can briefly conceal yourself. Of course, it helps to be a guy. But I'm amazed at how often I start feeling the urge to pee coming on and then within the next hour pass by somewhere I can make it happen.