Inkognito stands at the edge of a quiet dock on Lake Constance, hands in his pockets as evening settles around a luxury resort. He watches the slow movement of boats, the water reflecting the last gold light, and takes in the calm before night.

From the nearby lounge, the steady pulse of Adam Germaniuk’s “Something About You” reaches him. The house rhythms mix with voices and soft laughter. Inkognito pauses, listening for a moment, then continues his stroll, the track trailing behind him.