Chinese cities are particularly beautiful at night. Like a film-set, they depend on controlled, artificial lighting for their magic to work.
The dirt on the footpath, the open construction sites, the smoggy air, all of these disappear into the dark. A simple street scene becomes a mysterious epiphany.
A bar singer, a Hong-Kong movie star.
Sometimes, it is the sheer quantity of light – the general shininess of things, that creates wonder.
It’s also the contrast of colour, silver/gold, blue/yellow.
The set is ready; the lights are on. The fairies can come, and play their fairy tunes.