Jim was just sitting on a park bench, he was weak and tired, but he was still smiling and watching nature all around him. A young kid, the epitome of wasted youth, comes over and slumps onto the bench.
"Hi, how are you?" Jim struggled to smile. The kid ignored him. "I say, how are you?"
"Whatever."
"Beautiful day, isn't it?" Jim asked again.
"Huh?" The kid was trying to be cool, best way to do that was to ignore the older man.
"Beautiful day, wouldn't you say?" Jim chuckled.
"No I probably wouldn't say that."
"Why not?"
"Dude ... was I talking to you?" The kid's face contorted into an angry question.
"No I was talking to you."
"Well, don't," the kid ordered.
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When two strangers find themselves on the same park bench at turning points in both of their lives. What consequence is a conversation?
