A thunderstorm approaches. I take this photo through the floor-to-ceiling glass while waiting for a meeting to start. That grid. Those Esplanade Singapore spikes. When I moved here 18 years ago, neither the ingenious theatres nor homely grandstand was in place. The Marina Bay had not yet been shaped out of the sea. This view itself wasn’t possible until the skyscraper I’m in rose out of reclaimed land a few years ago. “Wet weather expected to persist in second half of April,” the meteorologists report. The nimbus clouds fly close to the ground, sucking the color out of the landscape, leaving the skyline to stand in stark relief.