"The sun was high in the LA sky, a merciless spotlight in a city that couldn't stop performing. Downtown, against a wall screaming with the power of flowers, stood two guys. They had that 70s look down pat, shades on, each as cool as a cucumber in a freezer. They were known as the "Kaleidoscope Kings" for obvious reasons.

As the sun worked its magic, the scenery started to go haywire. The tangerine wall glitched a wild dance, bending the fabric of reality like a cheap suit. It was like walking into a dream, only you didn't need to sleep or to be drunk. More than a snapshot of time, it was a trip, a mind-bending journey through the looking glass, with the LA glitch at the wheel, driving you down memory lane, fast and reckless."