Under the neon lights of Taiwan's night markets, a couple's attraction sizzles like the nearby sate grills. She, in a tight dress, leans in, her hand brushing against his thigh. He, in a crisp shirt, responds, his pulse quickening. They slip away, the city's chaos replaced by the hushed intimacy of their tiny, cluttered room. The air is thick with anticipation as they undress each other, their bodies intertwining in the soft glow of the city's endless night.