That is another reason to get to these clubs LATE. The girls will be pissed and merry by the time you get there and hopefully made some money so not so desperate

That is another reason to get to these clubs LATE. The girls will be pissed and merry by the time you get there and hopefully made some money so not so desperate so will leave me alone. Am I the only man who goes to brothels hoping to be left alone? I always get there too early really. Am looking forward to getting back to Vienna though. Try Angelique again this time. That north place? Exzess maybe. Nowhere else is worth trying, always too empty.

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I am not a bad person

I am not a bad person, but the only world I feel comfortable in is the world of strip clubs, and brothels, and porn cinemas. The only time I feel at ease, and relaxed, and where I am meant to be; the only time my soul really soars. This precludes me from all normal “healthy” relationships; I feel suffocated, and imprisoned in them. My true nature just becomes ever stronger as I get older; it does not go away; on the contrary, it becomes more insistent; more strident; more unwilling to compromise. There are so many beautiful young women in the world and I want to enjoy as many of them as I can for as long as I can—given I have already lost in London: Carnival Strip, Astral Cinema, Sunset Cinema, Soho Cinema, Boulevard Strip, Peep Show (all of them), Pleasure Lounge; in Berlin: almost ALL of Stuttgarter Platz; in Vienna, Pour Platin and Fortuna Kino; in Brussels California Kabins and Cine ABC; as well as other places I lost before I even knew they existed—the knocking shop right outside the door of Gare du Midi Brussels; the Martin Luther Strasse sex kino in Berlin. Serious ill-health or terrorism or random accident can strike me down at any moment, so I must live every moment as if it is my last. I do not want to die financially healthy with no fantastic memories; I would rather die in extreme debt but with the most fantastic collection of dirty memories, dirty experiences.

I want to be really out of my head with wild animal lust for a girl before I will go with her

I want to be really out of my head with wild animal lust for a girl before I will go with her, which is why I so rarely do anything in these brothels. First week of July might be good time to go. Vienna is on the backburner, Munich is over, Brussels I did not fancy doing anything with anyone in 5th Avenue or Le Coin or Gare du Nord, and Cine Paris films were poor, so no real point rushing back there; finally time for Berlin trip then?

Doing some digging I discover that the rooms at the 5th Avenue “boarding house” “have names like Al Capone, Léopard, Manhattan, Out of Africa and Miroir”

Doing some digging, I discover that the rooms at the 5th Avenue “boarding house”, “have names like Al Capone, Léopard, Manhattan, Out of Africa and Miroir and are equipped to live up to that name. According to rumours that we do not contradict, Jacques Brel also passed a few times when he lived in the neighborhood”. Fascinating. I wonder what room I was in the 3 or 4 times I have been to one.
Also discover there was a sleazier version of 5th Avenue outside the Gare du Midi , Cafe Zottegem, and it was probably this building that was my first sight of Brussels back in 1999 when I arrived in Europe for the first time, and just set foot outside of the Gare du Midi to see what a Brussels street looked like, and saw all the Jupiler beer signs over the road. 10 yards away from the Ibis where I always stayed in those days, and I had no idea the Zottegem was a knocking shop. Tragic.
This morning also discovered there is a 5th type place still existing close to the Gare du Midi on the other side of the big junction, Cafe le Coin in Rue Terre Neuve. Can’t wait to try it now. Get off at Anneessens or Lemonnier. London is totally dead.

I put my books on Amazon like putting them in a bank vault, and sealing them in a time capsule. No one is interested in them now

I put my books on Amazon like putting them in a bank vault, and sealing them in a time capsule. No one is interested in them now, of course not, but when I am dead, and people start to dig around and wonder who was this strange man, they are all there on Amazon waiting for them, and they will be discovered. Hopefully by then, many many years from now, it will be quite a sizable and unique body of work. It seems to have little value now, some man going to strip clubs and brothels and night bars, amongst other places, and writing about it, but decades from now, perhaps when prostitution and stripping and pornography and masturbation have long since been banned, my books will be unearthed and dusted off, the cobwebs swept away, and it will be an incredible record of a world long since disappeared, like Charlton Heston discovered the head of the Statue of Liberty sticking out of the beach.
Purnksaal, or Splendid Hall,  was built for the Imperial Library in 1721.

Purnksaal, or Splendid Hall, was built for the Imperial Library in 1721.

All Christmas Day means to me is a day when there is no transport (and the strip clubs and brothels are closed)

All Christmas Day means to me is a day when there is no transport (and the strip clubs and brothels are closed). Therefore it is my most hated day of the year. And even for the days either side of it all the sexy girls in a city go back home to their own countries to be with their families. The whole Christmas period is a bleak wasteland. That is why the Twelve Days of Christmas mean so much to me, it is a real electric countdown to January 6, Epiphany, when the world and the city return to life, and the sexy girls start to return to resume their work. It is a day I return to life.
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As I always say it is the strip clubs and the brothels that taught me how to live

As I always say it is the strip clubs and the brothels that taught me how to live. First in Soho in London, then to Munich Schillerstraße and Berlin Stuttgarter Platz. In Vienna I never actually did very much; from 1999 to 2013 I only ever had sex with one lady of the night; it was only in the first months of 2014 that Vienna started to come to life for me, with the discovery of the Fortuna and WSK kinos.
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