What an amazing experience with Adelina in Manhattan and with Lucy in 5th and with Amanda in WSK

What an amazing experience with Adelina in Manhattan, and with Lucy in 5th, and with Amanda in WSK, and with Manuela in Burggasse Peep. And of course THIS is why I travel. And why I always will. But amazing new revenue source I have discovered, I can have an extra £410 a month for reducing my credit card debts, or for travelling, by NOT going to strip clubs anymore! It is a Eureka moment. I mean obvious, but I had to come to a point where I was capable of stopping. Like it was obvious I had to stop drinking coke, but I had to come to a point where I was capable of stopping.
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Giving up strippers means I can keep travelling

Giving up strippers means I can keep travelling. The incredible thing is giving up strippers (and reduction of credit card debt accordingly) almost allows me to have my own flat AND keep travelling. That is how much no more strip clubs would save me. Yes, my life is to be lived in permanent condition of travel; to be held always in suspension like piece of silt in a river. To Vienna, to Brussels, always.

So today I will just pop to ——- for one beer then home. No strip clubs. Therefore nothing else to do

So today I will just pop to ——- for one beer then home. No strip clubs. Therefore nothing else to do. I was certainly hungry when I woke this morning, hungry for flesh. How long has it been??? I am using my time productively by working on The Double Life, and my chronological word document of ALL my writing even the stuff between my published books, even my diary stuff from old computer. That is invaluable work.
And weight down BELOW 15 stone! 14’13 !

I was thinking to give Gascogne another try on this trip; expecting nothing, just out of masochism

I was thinking to give Gascogne another try on this trip; expecting nothing, just out of masochism, and the fact it is right next to my hotel so easy place for a nightcap. At least Empire has a proper non-stop walkway strip show (topless only). At Gascogne the girls do a little twirl around a pole then come to you for tips; no, fuck off. But anyway, it is closed. Whether temporary for refurbishment of the building or permanently, I cannot say; there is plastic fencing around the building, and scaffolding so might just be refurbishment to stop the building from collapsing. Empire is free entry but 10 euros for small 25cl beers, whereas Gascogne is 20 euros entry with 2 free drinks, so it works out much the same. Empire has a real star in the shape of the Indian-Hungarian Jennifer though, the most fabulous figure you will ever see, and Gascogne as far as I know doesn’t.

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The little people, the really really stupid insects, continue to be fascinated by me, obsessed by me. How I torment them

The little people, the really really stupid insects, continue to be fascinated by me, obsessed by me. How I torment them. How I run rings around them. How my success tortures them. Oh how I yearn to be back in porn cinema, and videokabin, the smells & the sights & the sounds. It is where I am happiest, where my spirit soars highest. In dark of a strip club with young girl disrobing to pounding music. In brasserie à femme or night bar with half dressed floozies lounging boredly around smoking, not bothering me. Surrounded by butterflies who make no effort to approach me. This is heaven.

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With my usual madness after my Boston Steak I crossed over and got a Domino’s Pizza to take back to the hotel. I didn’t manage to finish it I’m pleased to say

With my usual madness, after my Boston Steak I crossed over and got a Domino’s Pizza to take back to the hotel. I didn’t manage to finish it, I’m pleased to say. Then, incredibly, I decided to go straight back out again! It was after 10pm now and I thought I’d catch the end of the Cine Paris show, and to my amazement the films really turned me on. I say to my amazement, but actually these late night returns when I’m feeling woozy and half asleep usually are the sexiest. I’m in no hurry to rush anywhere else, so I can just sink down in the dark and enjoy the films, half-dozing. When the lights came on and the manager turned me out, I “adjusted my dress” and headed down to Empire and amazingly the girls really turned me on. Yes, it is a travesty, a strip club where the girls don’t take their knickers off (even in private dance) but with their skimpy knickers they look naked enough and I found I enjoyed the show a lot. I think —————– put me in such an energised mood I was able to enjoy everything. Or maybe it was just being back in Brussels after disappointing trips to Vienna and Berlin, making me realise I should enjoy Brussels, as the grass is not greener on the other (German & Austrian) side. And I have to say that Indian-Hungarian Jennifer is one of the sexiest strippers I have ever seen in my life, topless only or not. She has the most incredible figure. Unfortunately all the girls seem to avoid asking me if I want a 5 euro dance at my chair after stepping off stage; perhaps because of too many refusals in the past, which was incredibly frustrating because I was in the mood to splash my cash on them for a change. The only girls who asked me were the ones I didn’t fancy, the 2 or 3 I did fancy asked the men to my left and to my right and steadfastly ignored ME! So frustrating!

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