If you walk far enough in one direction in any one of the seemingly exhibition floors at CES, you might get a chance to leave Las Vegas for a moment. The crowds slowly thin; the decibel level drops. The booth babes are nowhere to be found. It’s just you and hundreds and hundreds of Chinese iPad knockoffs.
I found myself drawn to the Shenzhen pavilions during my first, often overwhelming CES. In the sunless depths of a city like Las Vegas, where everything is simulated and shipped in from somewhere else; which runs on the myth is that everyone can have the best objects and experiences no matter where they come from; these miles of familiar, pristine black screens seem right at home.