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.