Poor bench!

Now I’m going to feel bad whenever I sit on one.

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There’s something about that last paragraph, I think because it was a story about an angry bench and why it’s bitter, and then suddenly it shares its favorite happy thing. It just broke up the flow for me. I like the contrast, I love your choice or inanimate object, and you told it very well. I even like the transition sentences….ah well. The last bit is just oppositional.
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