I’d paint the whole city like a big watercolor dream, splashing gentle blues for calm crowds and bright oranges when the street is buzzing. Imagine stepping onto a sidewalk that blushes pink when you’re shy, or a streetlamp that glows deep green as you find your rhythm. It would feel like walking through a painting that keeps changing with every heartbeat, turning the ordinary into a living art piece that hugs you back. I’d get lost in layering those colors, trying to keep up with the mood swings, but it would be a wild, joyful maze of hues, just waiting for us to step inside.