It’s not quite September, but the fountain has already been turned off for the year. Instead of a waterfall cascading from the overhang behind Lowry Center, the “fountain” is now little more than a puddle of leaves and muck, reeking of stagnant water and Natural Lite. On mid-July nights, when you’re seemingly the only one left on campus, this is the perfect place to sit and watch the stars; there aren’t many, but compared to Louisville, this is easily the darkest night you’ve ever seen. On those nights, when the fountain is still spewing water, the fountain almost seems natural–except for the stray McDonald’s bags and crumpled paper tossed on the ground leading up to it. For now, though, it’s been turned off. The authenticity waivers a bit without the constant stream of water, but really, you’re sitting behind a college student union alternating between watching the leaves swirl in the water and the notifications that pop up on your phone. It’s not exactly nature–but it’s a decent fake.