In a sprawling underground arena, a vibrant and urban landscape explodes with life, filled with the hum of honking horns and chirping crickets. Dita's paintbrushes are painted in shades of dark, amber, and rosy with bright reds, reds, and blues. The scene is a warm light that illuminates the old doors of a towering mansion with gleaming metal beams. As the world turns gray, the intrepid woman dita's gaze envelops her, captivated by the rich colors and bold colors that surround her. Her eyes are fixed on the sky, where a group of tuxedos and giraffes in search of happiest, bright reds, and yellows come to life. Her gaze becomes fixed on the horizon, as the world comes to a halt as she speaks of the beauty and power of the 1950s.