Guy Fawkes Day. I cannot be too down on myself for the money I have spent on this elongated Brussels trip

Guy Fawkes Day. I cannot be too down on myself for the money I have spent on this elongated Brussels trip—it has been a wonderfully pornographic, erotic week, and that is precisely what I try to save my money in London for. Tuesday’s long stay in Rue d’Aerschot was deliciously exciting; Friday’s long stay in Cine Paris was deliciously exciting. My Tuesday night tryst with Leyla was deliciously exciting; if it went wrong after that it was only because I felt too emotional about her and that is not what I go to places like Fifth Avenue for. I go for a purely erotic sexual experience; when I start having feelings for them it all becomes confused.

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So I stayed in the hotel 4 nights more than I was supposed to—but that only cost me 52, 45, 45, 52 per night=194 euros

So I stayed in the hotel 4 nights more than I was supposed to—but that only cost me 52, 45, 45, 52 per night=194 euros, less than £170; less than 2 nights at work I can recoup that. So I went to Fifth Avenue more times than I would have done if I’d left on schedule Tuesday; again little more than 1 night at work to recoup that. Keep things in proportion. For me to WANT to extend my 3 nights to 7 nights means I enjoyed my trip. I really indulged in Rue d’Aerschot and Cine Paris more than before and got a LOT more erotic succour in return as a result. Some wonderful memories stored away from those two places, as well as Leyla, of course, one of the loveliest women I’ve met anywhere, let alone in a place like that.

Better to stay in the erotic paradise of Brussels for as long as possible. Porn cinema, window girls of fabulous sexiness and maybe even a beauty or two in Fifth Avenue

Better to stay in the erotic paradise of Brussels for as long as possible. Porn cinema, window girls of fabulous sexiness, and maybe even a beauty or two in Fifth Avenue. None of this is possible in London. The short stretch between Red Devil and Retro Bar actually seems the poorest stretch of the road; no one of any great interest. Just relax; stroll up & down the Rue d’Aerschot for as many hours as you like. Stay in the Retro or the Red Devil as long as you like. Back in the Red Devil. I don’t think I’m going to do anything in the windows, to be honest. My money is too tight, stretched to the absolute maximum, and I still sub-consciously know I have TWO more remote possibilities of seeing Leyla again; plus I still have to pay for my Friday night hotel.

Sad how Soho has been destroyed. Sad how Berlin has been destroyed. In Soho I lost so many places where I had such high nights

Sad how Soho has been destroyed. Sad how Berlin has been destroyed. In Soho I lost so many places where I had such high nights, such mindblowing erotic experiences, Carnival Strip, Astral Cinema, Sunset Cinema, Soho Cinema, Boulevard Strip, Pleasure Lounge, all gone completely, Sunset Strip the only place left but it is awful compared to how it used to be. In Berlin I have lost Hanky Panky, Chocolat, Mon Cheri etc. The red light scene is really been wiped out everywhere.

Like Soho has dried up Berlin has completely dried up. Christ in Soho I had my Italian magazines shop

Like Soho has dried up, Berlin has completely dried up. Christ in Soho I had my Italian magazines shop, you had doorways, clip-joints with floozies standing in their stockings and skimpy clothes. You had Sunset Strip, Carnival, Boulevard Strip, Astral Cinema, Sunset Cinema, Soho Cinema. Models flats everywhere in every street. Now all the porn cinemas are gone, and just one strip club left, Sunset Strip. Berlin has seen the same drying up of the erotic places. I went to Berlin after Soho dried up, but now Berlin has dried up too. 0336 Tuesday morning.