It's dusk, or close to it. Trees have blossomed and clouds are sparse. A cyclist coasts by an illuminated brick building, passing a few meandering pedestrians. Neon blue light emanates from the rectangular wooden benches. The only real oddity to suggest that the scene's actually a billboard-style advertisement is four bold words and an orange-and-white slogan carefully Photoshopped onto the pavement: "The Future is Rising."