Inkognito stands at the edge of a ship’s upper deck, Dubai’s skyline behind him and the sea ahead. He adjusts his cufflinks, glancing at the calm water as guests move quietly past. The air is cool, the mood relaxed.

He listens as Ippolo’s “Cascade” begins to play on the rooftop, organic house rhythms moving through the space. Inkognito pauses, noticing how the music complements the open sky, then continues his stroll, content with the evening’s understated energy.