That night wasn’t about the building. It was about stillness in a city that never slows down. I stood at the crossing as headlights carved through the dark, engines humming like a restless pulse. Steel and glass towered above like a portal in the sky. For a moment, I didn’t move. I let the city perform. The world rushes forward. Dreamers stay grounded. Alan Ng— chasing light in the weight of night.
That night wasn’t about the building. It was about stillness in a city that never slows down. I stood at the crossing as headlights carved through the dark, engines humming like a restless pulse. Steel and glass towered above like a portal in the sky. For a moment, I didn’t move. I let the city perform. The world rushes forward. Dreamers stay grounded. Alan Ng— chasing light in the weight of night.