A man in a trench coat and fedora strides through the rain-slicked, neon-lit streets, shadows cast by dim streetlights and the glow of passing cars. The atmosphere is thick with a noir-inspired, cyberpunk aesthetic, echoing the art of Ben Templesmith with its twisted, neo-figurative style. The scene is alive with a symphony of oversaturated colors clashing against monochrome backgrounds, hinting at a world caught between the bleak and the vibrant. The figure's features and form teeter on the edge of reality, distorted by the rain and the night, creating a surreal and slightly disfigured visage. The play of light and shadow blurs the lines of his silhouette, merging him with the gritty urban backdrop. The grainy texture and low-resolution aesthetic add a touch of nostalgia and mystery, as the man walks with an uncanny grace, seemingly emerged from a world where time and reality bleed into each other.