Tree bench

Somewhere in Ankh-Morpork, on a small square, stands this solitary, wild-growing tree. It quickly became a spot for residents and passersby to rest for a moment after a long workday or to escape the daily grind.
The tree itself escapes the axe thanks to the unceasing vigilance of the gargoyles around the square, who quite enjoy the fact that the pigeons flock to this spot — a fly-in buffet, so to speak.