Neon Noir

A lone silhouette in a fedora stares up at a neon mural wall, rim lit in red, yellow and green at once.

The lone figure in the middle of the scene almost became a painter. Fredyrim wanted to open the man's raised hand, as if he were spraying the wall himself. Ilustralejo had already decided the thing in his grip was a beer, and the dog beside him was likely drunk too. When Judebuffum saw the open hand, they laughed that it looked like the wrong kind of salute. So the hand stayed put. The stranger remains a dazzled passerby, beer in hand.