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Celebrated on the 2nd weekend of April, Songkran is a three-day holiday befitting Bangkok, the city of rivers and waterways. The city returns to its true form: children with navy and red liquid rifles counterflow the gray pedestrian logic of the streets, laughter bubbles from the streaming alleys, jets of moisture crisscross and cloud the scrapers spiked to the planet. For many foreign gay men, the holidays are thrilling opportunities to chat up with locals and fellow tourists. Siam Square becomes an open playground. The dynamics of Silom are a unlike case: wet the cute ones with your colorful phallic object, aim correct, and do not forget to smear each other’s faces with white chalk dust. These are blessings. Bless the body with the element of rebirth.

My companions simply wanted see how Bangkok would dissolve in its wet and wild carnivalesque of a basin on a Songkran weekend. I shared their excitement too, but there was an equally important objective for this trip.

When the story is not finished, give back to the place.

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Outside and downstairs, the canned singing voice of Jennifer Lopez urged the denizens of the Christmas lights -draped streets o