In one gym everybody knew the middle bench was five kilos light.
New members were told on their first evening,
in the same tone you are told where the bins go.

In 2023 somebody finally carried it down to the shop scales at the end of the road.
Twenty kilos. Exactly twenty. It had always been twenty.

They still tell new members.
By then the story was the only thing three generations of that room had in common,
and nobody could see the harm in a bench that lied for free.

The Book of Legends 25:1