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For many, before the Internet, it was at the bars; for thailand, the baths, the beach, the cruising block, and so on. We love the fucks, for instance, but eventually tire of them as a steady diet. In his book, the time frame is hazy, though at one point he refers to fifteen years of attendance at the boy bars that made Bangkok a magnet for sex tourism.

Concerning everything else that he discusses, Maloney is very specific. One calculates that he was in his fifties when he met Joe, a year-old Thai, with whom he sex in love for two years. Joe introduced him to the Thai version of the Floating World by taking him first to a ping-pong bar—a bar featuring nearly nude women who pole-dance on the ground floor and shoot ping-pong balls out of their vaginas on the second.

In the gay version a young man shoots darts out of his asshole gay puncture a balloon held by another man. Most of the customers in these places are older and foreign, coming from not only Europe and the U. After realizing that his relationship with Joe is not going bar work, he finds another Thai beauty in one of the bars, who introduces him to several friends from the same milieu whose stories round out the end of the book.

Maloney prizes the Esan Thai, a strain of the Thai populace from northeast Thailand, above those with a Chinese background. He also prizes a trait that Thai culture rates highly: kindness. The only boy Maloney even considers sleeping with, once he has found Bon, is not the best-looking of the bunch, but the sweetest. At the same time, the two traits that enable these boys to survive and flourish on the Boy Soi, Maloney concludes, are cunning and narcissism.

The goal is to be popular. Faces took on some fine lines. Wild-ass energy began to wane. Sometimes all three of these nearly at once. Then there are ladyboys, whom we would call trans, and straight guys, whose tattoos tend to be bigger and who, if they are Korean, tend to be more domineering. But whatever the subgroup, the business of all the bars is the same: boys.

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Apparently the boys pay the bar a fee for being allowed to work there. The former he is willing to overlook to be where he wants to be: ringside. Otherwise, Maloney finds the Boy Soi endlessly entertaining, endlessly interesting. And why not? Throughout the book, Maloney hews closely to the metaphor he has chosen for his title: the boys, like everything in the Floating World, are like rainbows that appear so beautifully but then quickly vanish, subject to the Buddhist Principle of Impermanence.

You may, after reading Following Rainbowswant to take a video walking tour of these streets on YouTube. The impression is that of Times Square elongated on narrow alleys that remind you of how grimy and sordid the sex trade scene can be. You may even view the scene in terms of exploitation and economic inequality.

Perhaps its very transience is what drew Maloney to the Boy Soi all those years ago, or the feeling that we have when we first come out and find a place that seems the answer to all our desires.