Under Chang Chui’s low glow, the ordinary rules of shopping slip away. Daring you to find them with the small circle of light in your hand. Here, the stalls feel like pockets of another timeline. A leather jacket that has danced through decades. A box of toys with paint rubbed smooth by long-forgotten fingers. Porcelain teacups, heavy with someone else’s history. Things that don’t announce their worth, only reveal it slowly – the kind of objects you didn’t know you wanted until they sat in your palm. It’s less browsing, more scavenger hunt. Shine, search, and see where your torch lands. Sometimes you’ll walk away with treasure. Sometimes, the treasure will walk away with you.
August 15-17. Free. ChangChui, 6pm-midnight