When we returned to the street, light from the kitchen windows had filled the areas.

Eventually I turned and looked toward the far end of the bridge. There on the corner to the east was a bright patch of light at an intersection of closed shops.

The lights were all on, staff in position.

It has no actual residents, but an extensive effort has been put forth to simulate a functioning city, including lights on set timers, and street sweepers to create an illusion of activity.

When night fell, the construction site was ablaze with light.