The Long Bar of the old Shanghai Club still stands, 110 feet of dark mahogany, where Noel Coward once laid his cheek and claimed he could see the curvature of the earth, writes Shane Quinn. The wooden floor is scuffed and polished, the ceiling fans turn slowly in the humid air, and the crystal chandeliers still catch the light. Chinese families now take tea where wealthy industrialists once drank Dubonnet and gin, but the club is gone and has be…
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