As you read this at your desk, look down between your thighs and what do you see? No, I’m not referring to the contents of your trousers but rather the small triangular patch of cloth which covers the V of your seat between your legs. If it is anything like mine, chances are it is a historical menu of everything that has ever been eaten by the occupant of your chair.
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