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Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 08/01/2026
» If you spend enough evenings in Bangkok, you start to notice a small but unmistakable rhythm: people drifting away before midnight without warning or formality, slipping out the door as if stepping off a moving walkway rather than departing an event. No hugs, no rounds of farewells, no performative explanations, just a subtle recalibration of the room. One moment the table is full, the next there is a gap where someone was sitting, and the night continues undisturbed. What would once have registered as abrupt has become so routine that it barely registers at all.
Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 08/12/2025
» If you spend enough time in Bangkok, you start to notice the places where people go when they don’t want to be anywhere in particular. Not home, not the office, not a restaurant with an agenda. Just somewhere to exist for a while. A table to share silence. A corner to exhale. A bench to watch the city move without participating in it.
Chavisa Boonpiti, Published on 27/11/2025
» There’s a running joke that you can now identify a certain type of Bangkok man by three items: a tote bag, a matcha, and a relaxed-fit pair of trousers. It’s a meme, but like most memes, it’s funny because it’s true. Something about the city’s male energy has softened – not in a humiliating way, but in a way that feels intentional, self-aware, and a little bit charming.