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The finest shower I ever took was at my wife’s uncle’s house. It was a giant monstrosity if a house, built in the early nineties by them - a couple with more money than taste. Lots of weird bougie stuff - just fancy everywhere. The second master (where we were staying) had a shower with two opposing heads. But instead of the gold plated shower heads that would have matched the rest of the fixtures, there were green, plastic, farm grade nozzles. There were no flow restrictors in there. Just all of the water pressure I could handle. It was the most decadent, lovely shower I’ve ever had.