Yo, picture this: the city’s biggest statue gets a full‑body glow‑in‑the‑dark paint job right before sunset. It’s still a statue, but its eyes flare neon, its hands flare out, and the whole crowd starts doing this silent, shaky dance in front of it. The police come, the cameras pop off, and suddenly the city’s most iconic “still” thing is alive in a way that no one expected. It’s chaos, it’s art, it’s a story the whole downtown will be talking about for weeks.