A lone eagle circling in the misty morning sky above the numerous skyscrapers. The streets quiet, the shops closed, even the blaring traffic fewer by the many. By all means, a curious contrast to the night.

As the sun fades into the distance and the artificial neon signs and lights begin to flash, the night comes alive. The darkness illuminated by the superficial hedonistic shine as barely a single tree is in sight in the barren landscape. Barren yet not devoid of life, as the streets and roads are pulsating with people and cars, the lifeblood of the city. Sound from every angle, the click of a heel, the stomp of a boot, the irritating buzzing beep of the flashing walk sign. Every second shop selling food on the go, equipped with a styrofoam cup and kebab stick. Takoyaki, onigiri, crackling pork, greasy sausages and skewers of fish tofu, fish balls, meat balls to name a few.

A night light show at 8.00pm sharp by Victoria Harbour lit up the various office buildings and sky scrapers. Green and white lasers shoot towards the cloudy sky, pointing towards the heavens, accompanied by corny upbeat Chinese music. The view spectacular from the Avenue of Stars, as the crowds flock to the railings, taking a moment to pause in their busy night to admire the flashing lights, reflecting upon the gentle waves of the water.

Then as the moon fades into the distance, and the sun slowly peeps out from the horizon, the night life again disappears and the quiet resumes once more.  




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