Used, washed, still bloody

After living in a hostel for a year and traveling around the world for two years there’s not much that grosses me out. I gave up on shower shoes a long time ago, except in places where the shower is also the toilet.

Now back in the first world life is easy, except today was appalling. I may have to cut my hand off.
I head to the laundromat. I peer in an empty washing machine. There’s a piece of tape on the inside of the washer. Without thinking twice I grab it and rip it off. GAHHH! It is NOT tape. It is a USED PANTY LINER. 
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