Shenzhen is the Window of the World.
What I mean to say is, Shenzhen is the theme park that boasts of 130 reproductions of tourist attractions packed in 48 neat hectares of land.
I waltz from the 354 foot tall Eiffel tower (that is 4352 Iphone 11s stacked from the plasticene floor) to the Taj Mahal that touches my shoulders. David stares sternly at me from the left and a Phra Mae Thorani made from Sulphate Resisting Cement smiles playfully from the right. I try to navigate this world, but I keep on getting lost. The skyscrapers that lay beyond the circumference of the Wonders of The World keep on melting into each other. They shift in and out of each other like a mirage appearing and disappearing before me in a desert, until I don’t know which one is the Ping An Financial Center and which one is the leaning tower of Pisa.
So, I walk and I walk. Between this hodgepodge of cyberpunk modernity and these parodies of the past that seem to mock the city itself. Because it really doesn’t matter if you are living in the most advanced era of civilisation that human kind had ever seen, some outsourced migrant Alien will reduce your supposed apex of being into this bite-sized diorama that other Aliens can see and experience for 30 USD (United Space Dollars).