The splash of primary colors is the last thing that a nocturnal river can ever let itself to be associated with; however, the city closing in on the waterway winding through it gives both a stage for its painting over in glaring neon-light stripes of color-tinged perspective on the other shore of the sky-line generically reminiscent of other cities but nevertheless coming together in a shape that is uniquely itself not least in the view it allows at itself from the opposite bank as a possibly exclusive promenade and a series of vantage points from which the unexpected succession of technicolor light fields calls into memory a free association between pointillism and impressionism thrown on photographically frozen water surface.
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