THE SUN WON’T SET ON KASHGAR for another three hours, but inside the Padiqi disco night is well under way.
In the dark, it’s difficult to see faces among the steady stream of young Uighur men and women, mostly teenagers, pouring in past the waiters done up in leather cowboy hats, offering bottled iced teas and cold sodas to the patrons.
Night falls long before dark in Kashgar, so to say, well before worried parents fret about what their children might do in mixed company. In their own simple act of rebellion, the kids have created darkness at 3 pm, flocking to the city’s daytime disco clubs and returning home in plenty of time for dinner.
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