Yes so the “northern route” to Berlin I think is over for me. I see no reason to ever go back there now Stuttgarter Platz’s golden age is over

Yes, so, the “northern route” to Berlin I think is over for me. I see no reason to ever go back there, now Stuttgarter Platz’s golden age is over. So the only route that remains is the “southern route”—Brussels to Munich to Vienna. Second beer gone. 925pm. I expect nothing from Intime or the Reves or the Livourne places, except real rip off expensive hostess bars, a fortune just to buy a girl a drink. Another reason why Fifth Avenue is so wonderful (despite the sad dearth of quality girls); if you want to buy a girl a drink it is normal prices, same for them as for you. Munich died for me when they put private dances up from 25 euros to 50 euros, whenever that happened. And it is funny how it is uniform across every club you go to—in every club it was 25, now in every club it’s 50. It is almost like the city government sets the price for private dances—is that the case? Part of the licencing stipulations (stripulations)? If one club was allowed to undercut the others they would do roaring trade but they do not. One can only presume they are not allowed to. A far cry from the glory days back in 2003, 2004, when Patricia let me get my man out and put some kitchen roll over her breasts to catch the result. Don’t think that kind of thing would happen now. The emasculation-sterilisation-castration of old male Europe continues. The human race will die out eventually; that is the end result of damming up men’s juices in this way. Kind of like where they burn books they will eventually burn people. Where they ban masturbation/pornography/stripclubs they will ban sex. Then the feminazis and the Islamists will be happy. For god’s sake Europe, stand up for your old Priapic rights! One fears it is too late, the tide is already irreversible.

04 (1)

Oh yes I want those German porn kabins while there are still some left at all. Can’t wait to lose myself in pornographic priapic frenzy now

Oh yes I want those German porn kabins, while there are still some left at all. Can’t wait to lose myself in pornographic priapic frenzy now. 11 days to go only. I fear attacks on an ICE but think of the number of cross-European trains there are every single day to every single city, thousands of such trains a day, you would have to be unlucky to be on the ONE that was attacked.

01 (7)

Some big breasts in a tight sweater. That is all I need. Don’t know why more porn cinemas don’t just show porn like this

Some big breasts in a tight sweater. That is all I need. Don’t know why more porn cinemas don’t just show porn like this. I wish I owned my own porn cinema. It would be the best porn cinema in the world. There would be ferns, & music playing everywhere, some places all violin music, some places all old psycho funk 1970s music, old blues 1920s music. In another room a stage with fully nude striptease. My dreams in life are all of a pornographic Priapic nature. That is my pilot light. That is the Nile deep underground inside me. My hinterland is all my erotic memories.

It is amazing but the only girls I want to talk to now are the whores in Europe

It is amazing but the only girls I want to talk to now are the whores in Europe. No interest in any involvement with anybody else in London. Oh for the joy and lust of those old Berlin Stuttgarter Platz nights! This is what I crave. Pure pornographic pleasure. Pure trousers down around ankles cock out in a hot dark porn cinema pleasure. I AM looking forward to Berlin. Tonight I am making 164 euros, just like that. I love this job. KEEP MYSELF IN A STATE OF PURE BERLIN PRIAPIC PLEASURE ALL THE TIME. BIG COCK LIKE ON A STUTTGARTER PLATZ NIGHT. KEEP ALL MY TRIGGERS TO HAND. Let me buy clothes in Berlin too. From that vintage store! This run of 6 nights is earning me 939 euros. I am ——-‘s Lord Byron: the small people are all fascinated by me, while boiling in their fear, jealousy and loathing.

1809(1)

LET ME JUST LOSE MYSELF IN PORNOGRAPHY MORE THAN EVER

LET ME JUST LOSE MYSELF IN PORNOGRAPHY MORE THAN EVER. CONSTANT PRIAPIC AROUSAL. ON THE BRINK OF IT ALL THE TIME. Depressed. Being in London is depressing. I realise without my wife there is not one single thing I want to be in London for. She was the only good thing here. Bored, sombre, depressed, just want to lie my head down to sleep again. That is all I do these days. No motivation to do anything else. I do love my bed so much. My ferns, my classical music, my books. Fragile. Bleak. This is how I start 20–.
I could do a Hitler tour of Munich couldn’t I, which would mean staying for at least 2 nights. Go see all those Beerhouses he used to hold his meetings in.

In those 5 days in Vienna I actually only had sex once

In those 5 days in Vienna I actually only had sex once, and 2 —-jobs. Not much. But fantastic fantastic —-ing in my hotel room, and in Fortuna. Berlin cannot compete with Vienna for pure priapic —-ing. It is has got King George and Caligula but they are drinking places, there is nowhere really to have a nice —- to get you in mood for sex. Brussels has Cine Paris and 5th Avenue.
Looking forward to Sunday now. Cannot wait. This will be my last trip of the year. Cannot travel till December 10th anyway, and then that is too close to Christmas perhaps.
Sunday in hotel by 1230, minibar, bar, perhaps to Cemetery, before Fortuna or WSK, see if any night bars open. Then 3 more days after that. Long —-ing in hotel room, many Gösser beers. Remember how sore my poor arse got! Cemetery, Lothingerstraße 6, perhaps Albertina. Where else? Yes I am running up huge debts travelling, but what is the alternative? Going to work, going home, going to work, going home. Endless days in London like Monday and Tuesday. No I have to travel. The pleasure the 5 days in Vienna gave me.
Having said I did not want to go to any of the Bad Timing locations, I discover that Milena’s bedroom was at Schönbrunner Schloßstraße 2. With painful irony I then discover that it seems to have been demolished in early 2014 to make way for some ghastly new skyscraper development much opposed by the locals.