Birmingham New Street has recently tried to update its image, presumably to drag itself away from its well-established national reputation as a Non-Euclidean Despair Warren.

(Whenever you mention you're passing through Birmingham New Street, the news will usually be greeted much as if you just said you're due to catch an unfortunate illness; A grimace, sincere condolences and hopes that it will pass as quickly and painlessly as possible)

Part of this attempt to update its image has been adding what can only euphemistically be described as 'benches' along the taxi rank;

For the understandably-confused, these benches can be identified as the row of angry concrete blocks with metal spikes jutting from the edges.

..Yeah, those ones.

If there were any proof needed that some spirit inherent in New Street has a seething hatred for humanity, this would be it.

(photo source: https://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/5028555)