There's something about the way rain hits neon signs at night that makes me feel like I'm inside a Wong Kar-wai film. Between the static and the glow, the city finally slows down enough to breathe.
There's something about the way rain hits neon signs at night that makes me feel like I'm inside a Wong Kar-wai film. Between the static and the glow, the city finally slows down enough to breathe.