Cynthia I

Cynthia looks to a floor carpeted in the style of an old arcade with abstract, repeating patterns. He sits on a bench covered in a similar fabric, holding a cassette player, listening to "You've Got a Gift" by of Montreal.

Zooming out, Cynthia rides the bus next to Viv through a neighbourhood of stellar apartment blocks in the tradition of the Radiant City. "You've Got a Gift" is barely audible through his earbuds and over the roar of the bus' engine. Advertisements behind them read "High-concept advertizement," "You will not die prematurely," "I love you, more than anything," and "Everything is Real." The bus is littered with warnings to not touch things.