/imagine Inside a vast underground casino hidden within Berghainâs brutalist concrete architecture. Cold architectural neon traces the ceilings and floor, cutting through drifting smoke and long shadows. Towering inactive speaker stacks and a dormant, intimidating light rig loom in the background, giving the space a heavy, industrial silence. At the center of the scene, in the upper-right quadrant, sits the main figure: a gambler who is not gambling, posed in a quiet three-quarter view. Cards and chips lie untouched before them. A warm, lonely spotlight isolates their face and hands, revealing exhaustion, contemplation, and quiet despair â the emotional anchor of the entire room. Nearby, a banker deals cards with one hand while placing bets with the other, a self-rigged game. His expression is tense and distracted. Against a pillar stands a club kid with smeared makeup and hollow eyes, lit sharply by neon, symbolizing personal burnout. In the back, slightly out of focus, an androgynous biker with visor lifted watches the scene with an unreadable expression, a quiet symbol of identity and anonymity. Subtle surreal details reveal themselves slowly: â a cat calmly sitting on a blackjack table, indifferent â paramedics rushing through smoke, ignored by everyone â a digital NYE countdown stuck at 00:00:30, hinting at nuclear midnight â a roulette wheel spinning by itself â poker chips glowing faintly, almost radioactive â a mirror showing a crowd that doesnât match reality â a See more