A close-up scene of an elderly Japanese man sitting behind his outdoor merchant’s table at night on a dimly lit urban street. He wears high-tech headgear, large goggles, and a thick cyberpunk coat reminiscent of Jean Giraud’s designs, fitting perfectly into a Blade Runner-inspired universe. His squinting eyes and faint smile suggest the wisdom of a seasoned storyteller as he gazes straight ahead, speaking to someone unseen. In one hand, he holds a vape pen, exhaling faint, glowing vapor that catches the neon reflections in the air. His table is a chaotic yet organized display of vintage Atari 2600 game boxes, illuminated by the glow of Japanese signage around him. The ground is littered with filth and debris, while luminescent umbrellas reflect vibrant colors off nearby plastic surfaces. The scene is drenched in dark cobalt blue, red, and green tones, with fluorescent and neon lights casting stylish shadows across his surroundings. The environment feels alive, a fusion of Moebius, HR Giger, and Syd Mead-inspired aesthetics, realistic and immersive, with a shallow depth of field and cinematic quality akin to a 50mm lens perspective. --ar 2:3