A park bench can seem like a raft floating on the surface of a green ocean, and, perhaps as a result, can often become the site of a moment’s explosive tension.

Imagine you are strolling through a park and overhear a blazing row, a romantic (or less than romantic) proposition, or a brilliant but potentially dangerous idea being touted. What happens next?

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