A well-timed glance at the horizon affords a view of Boston’s Back Bay: At night, a blue-LED-lit crane draws attention away from the Prudential building. Soon, the decline of Holland Street and bare trees obscure the view. Two gentlemen jaywalk and talk, their presumed destination is the watering hole just across the way. The ballpark remains unused, and would be this late anyway; a tattered sign hangs implores drivers to “Think ODD” when parking in a snow emergency. There is no snow emergency today: The not-insignificant snow that had fallen the night before had all but melted, and one could trade their snow boots for sneakers.