When will this year catch fire, and explode, into wild passion, sexual abandon. One of those “high nights that persuade us to put off suicide”. Pure pornotopia? May — tomorrow, that June 13 trip to Berlin comes very close. If not Berlin then I don’t know what to do. Certainly no return to Vienna, no point (oh but I wish I had done something with Jackie). Nuremberg perhaps. One window girl after another. Yes. That is next trip, Brussels one night, then 3 nights Nuremberg. Beautiful Burger King to keep me fed.