Hitler used to live in this street

Hitler used to live in this street. The hotel is at 4 Felberstraβe and he lived at 22 Felberstraβe. Amazing to think he walked up & down this street every day (back in 1908-9); going in & out of Westbahnhof earning some pennies offering to carry passengers’ bags for them. Supposedly the rich Jewish bankers & businessmen of Vienna used to use him for sex, and he swallowed so much Jewish cum and took so much Jewish cock up his little effeminate arsehole, that was what inspired his overwhelming revulsion against the Jews. Who knows if this is true or not? If only we could send a miniature little robot camera back in time to see how Hitler really lived in Vienna at that time, who Jack the Ripper really was. I find Bruce Robinson’s Michael Maybrick theory compelling, without having yet read the book.
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I was supposed to arrive back in Brussels 530 on Monday night

I was supposed to arrive back in Brussels 530 on Monday night, but with all the train trouble it might be closer to 730, which gives me very little time to go to Fifth Avenue, Cine Paris or anywhere. Melissa with the heavy big bosoms was at Manhattan last night, and Denitsa with the heavy big bottom; as was big blonde Vienna girl Romy, very nice, but it is the sexy beautiful Adelina who will be the one, if anyone is. Lucky girl! That blue eyes girl with long platinum blonde? Almost pink-purplish? Hair and beautiful face, with amazing dimples, and nice figure. But let me explore a little first tonight; if I can wake up. Oh my god about 150 people have just come into reception to check in. I’m not even kidding. They look like Europeans; they literally have filled the reception. Poor Eva & her colleague. It’s going to take an hour to check them all in.
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Pleased I went for the breakfast included option this time; the bacon & scrambled eggs breakfast was lovely

Pleased I went for the breakfast included option this time; the bacon & scrambled eggs breakfast was lovely. 1237 now. First beer of the day in the bar. I went back to sleep after breakfast. I discovered when I unpacked last night I’ve also lost my bottle of ———-; sure those Customs c—ts left it on the floor on the train as they ransacked my belongings. They searched me so aggressively it was like they absolutely knew I was guilty of something. I started to doubt myself. “Empty your pockets. Get EVERYTHING out of your pockets. NOW!” If someone had placed some drugs in my bag and then tipped the customs off, what can you do.

A low-key first night in Vienna

A low-key first night in Vienna. A few beers in my room, one in the bar then walked down to ML Revue. I won’t bother again. The peep show girls were nothing special and the kabins were awful. Videokabins have to have a menu button and an ability to choose categories. A kabin where you can only flick through the videos one at a time forward or back is useless. You use up all your money just flicking through them all. I won’t bother again. Up to Manhattan. Same girls as my last visit but this time I just wasn’t affected by them. I was so turned on by the girls in Fifth Avenue Wednesday night, but here not at all. I will try Fortuna and WSK this afternoon, then try somewhere new later tonight—either Maxim in the centre or Exxcess further up the Gurtel. I can’t escape the feeling that I wish I had stayed in Brussels; it felt so carnal on Wednesday night.
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Christ there were some beautiful nubile young German/Austrian girls on the train to Salzburg

Christ there were some beautiful nubile young German/Austrian girls on the train to Salzburg; and now on the train to Wien. I need to get my mojo back. I’m now so excited to get to Vienna, I feel like a coke bottle that’s been shaken up. I can’t keep still. Oh god, the time really can’t go quick enough. This is what I travel for: this excitement. How fantastic I can still be excited about arriving in Vienna despite the number of times I have been there! And I certainly had an exciting first night in Brussels.