One day I will go to the Brocken, and the Reichenbach Falls, and back to the Nuremberg Unschlittplatz, and back to Neuschwanstein. But I think they will wait till I am old, and ready to make a very emotional perhaps last pilgrimage to all the important places of my life. Now I am still young and full of priapic energy and want the quick thrills of the night bars more than anything.
I go to Berlin and look at all the swanky cocktail bars where the hooker bars used to be, Mon Cheri, Hanky Panky etc. I go to Vienna and look at the hole in the Gurtel where Pour Platin used to be. I go to Brussels and look at the empty shells where California Peep Show and Cine ABC used to be. I have already lost so much. Last year Fortuna Kino in Vienna stopped having hookers. The Flying Scotsman closed down in London. They are closing the sex industry down bit by bit so it will be easier to completely ban it when they finally do.
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.
In years to come, even long after I have passed away perhaps, people will be coming to eat in the restaurants I did, the Café du Dome, Brussels and the Café West End in Vienna, and visiting the adult cinemas where I spent so many hours, Cine Paris in Brussels, WSK and Fortuna in Vienna, and going to the “night bars” I spent even more hours, Fifth Avenue in Brussels and Manhattan in Vienna. I await my steak with a rising excitement.
Max Klinger The Judgement of Paris. Isn’t this what we do every night, in Manhattan or Tete a Tete or Angelique, sit there and let all the girls show themselves to us one by one till we make our choice.
I am trying to do something quite new in my writing. I record my life almost every minute of the day. They say people think about sex every minute or whatever, I am showing that in my writing. What that actually means. And I am showing someone going from bar, to a strip club, to a porn cinema, to a videokabin, to a night bar, to a prostitute. All the things together, one to the other, with the goal of constant stimulation. I am not sure anyone writes about this or records it. People write on the sex cinema forums, and other people write on the stripper forums, and other people write on the prostitute forums: I don’t know if everybody writes about all these things together. I don’t know if other people exist who do this, going from one to the other. Anyway I want to leave behind a record of this way of life. For a time when these places don’t exist—already in London NO porn cinemas exist. We have already achieved that state. Effectively in Soho there is now just ONE strip club left. There are only about 10 addresses where prostitutes work from. In Brussels in the last 5 years they have lost California kabins and peep show, Cine ABC etc.
I look forward to checking out Bon Bon, Sissi, and Monte Carlo, the last remnants of clubs like the Blue Diamond in Smiley’s People. Club 77 too, perhaps Mazurka, though I think I read recently even that had gone. Not so excited about King George or Caligula, 100 euros to go in and f–k all the girls you want, but usually I just have a couple of beers and leave, so an expensive couple of beers. Yes next trip must be back to Berlin, Berlin Plaza or perhaps start with one night in the Kant Hotel? The great kabins of Rosa Lux, see if the kabins of BEC still survive. Oh now I yearn for Berlin! Need to save some money first, the 21 shifts in June will help towards that. Yes I need more money. Must work more shifts. So I can enjoy nights like Olga & Alla in Mazurka again, Mon Cheri, Hanky Panky. Sit for hours with Melissa in Manhattan. For that I need to go in with 400 euros, not 100 euros. I must be prepared to spend money, but I have none to spend, right now. I must work more. Keep a clean shirt in —– locker so if called at short notice when out in London I can redirect very easily.