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Just a cold overcast day; little chance of it actually raining again I think unfortunately

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Just a cold, overcast day; little chance of it actually raining again I think, unfortunately. By NOT eating before, it means I am going to have to stop my drinking and come back for something to eat SOONER, so that increases my chance of being able to get up and out again later for a second round. I need to buy a beer as soon as I walk in to the Cine Paris, that will FORCE me to stay there longer; therefore increasing my chance of getting turned on, despite myself. I always get turned on in in porn cinema EVENTUALLY, it’s just I always feel like walking out as soon as I walk in. Oh I just wish something could spark me to life. Wish I could be inflamed with Eros, and with Priapus, the way I am when I ANTICIPATE these journeys, but never feel it when I am actually here; or very rarely, and those are the special trips I remember for all my life. But you cannot manufacture it; it just has to happen spontaneously, out of the blue, spontaneous combustion of your erotic senses, when you least expect it. So I sit patiently, waiting for what I least expect, anxiously, mournfully. It would make more sense to do something different, go up to Rue d’Aerschot and then back to Fifth, BEFORE going in Cine Paris, so then I’ve no reason to always want to rush away from Cine Paris but I cannot do it. I know porn cinemas are best when I am really sleepy, really far gone; going to them at the START of my day is always pointless, but still I do it, every time.

Stuttgarter Platz has been reduced to 10% of what it was

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Stuttgarter Platz has been reduced to 10% of what it was, if you want to talk of quantity of clubs. But if you want to factor in the QUALITY of the remaining floozies, just 1% of what it was—back in 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006. Thus the ice retreats, further and further. Climate change irreversible—just a question of WHEN all the ice will gone, not IF it will happen. You mark my words, not only whores and porn cinemas, but one day in our lifetime even pornography will be banned, even masturbation will be banned. Anyone possessing an old black & white photo of a naked woman will be hunted down and ostracised like a pariah. Thus the emasculation, castration (Islamisation?) of Europe runs out of control. 102 already.

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I am not a bad person but the only world I feel comfortable in is the world of strip clubs & brothels & porn cinemas

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I am not a bad person, but the only world I feel comfortable in is the world of strip clubs, & brothels, & porn cinemas. The only time I feel at ease, and relaxed, and where I am meant to be; the only time my soul really soars. This precludes me from all normal “healthy” relationships; I feel suffocated, and imprisoned in them. My true nature just becomes ever stronger as I get older; it does not go away; on the contrary, it becomes more insistent; more strident; more unwilling to compromise. There are so many beautiful young women in the world and I want to enjoy as many of them as I can for as long as I can—given I have already lost in London: Carnival Strip, Astral Cinema, Sunset Cinema, Soho Cinema, Boulevard Strip, Peep Show (all of them), Pleasure Lounge; in Berlin: almost ALL of Stuttgarter Platz; in Vienna, Pour Platin and Fortuna Kino; in Brussels California Kabins and Cine ABC; as well as other places I lost before I even knew they existed—the knocking shop right outside the door of Gare du Midi Brussels; the Martin Luther Strasse sex kino in Berlin. Serious ill-health or terrorism or random accident can strike me down at any moment, so I must live every moment as if it is my last. I do not want to die financially healthy with no fantastic memories; I would rather die in extreme debt but with the most fantastic collection of dirty memories, dirty experiences.

I’ve got no interest in going to see and review any art exhibition

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I’ve got no interest in going to see and review any art exhibition, or theatre performance—it seems much more important to me to review a great stripper, or a great pornographic cinema, or a great brothel. These are the things that really matter. Sexual desire is the lifeblood of existence. Men and women think about sex all the time, they rarely think about theatre, or cinema, or opera, or art exhibitions. But it is not seemly to write about sexual matters; it is “dirty”. My happiest moments in life, when my spirit really soared, came when repeatedly watching my favourite strippers, usually on the stage of the Flying Scotsman, or in long hours in my favourite pornographic cinemas, or sitting for hours in some hooker bar, just drinking and watching the hookers, nothing more. Nothing comes close to that except the tenderness of my wife; the little things; going shopping in Sainsburys, debating whether to buy pork or chicken, little moments like that. The absolute happiest period of my life was the 8-9 days we spent together in Madeira; well, the first 6 days anyway. The last 2-3 days we were unable to leave the island, trapped by the bad weather.

Yes the coffeehouses are a tradition of Vienna but another less-publicised Viennese pleasure is the adult cinemas with girls

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Yes, the coffeehouses are a tradition of Vienna; but another less-publicised Viennese pleasure is the adult cinemas with girls waiting there to service the men in their seats. They have sex kinos in Berlin, but they are such tiny little places, with a little TV-sized screen on the wall. Vienna has proper CINEMAS—like WSK and Fortuna—where you can choose your comfortable seat, but also has the girls. Economising this time I have stayed away from the Café West End and its gorgeous Rostbratens (with beer & tip, that is 25 euros a time). Instead making do with a couple of rolls from the station and a foot-long Subway. A much cheaper alternative. The internet in my room actually was working fine yesterday, as well, all day, all night, and all morning till about 11am when it disappeared again.

So will I come back again in November?

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So will I come back again in November? It is a long way to come (ahem) just for 2 good porn kinos; but I feel so happy in a good porn kino; there is nothing better, and with hostesses on hand (ahem) as well. Yesterday in Fortuna Kino was as happy as I’ve felt in a kino for years; this is why I come to Vienna. The Viennese tourist board should promote these places. And I still want to visit Karl Kraus’s grave in Zentralfriedhof, and his house in Lothringerstraße 6. If I go back to Brussels this year it will be more than anything for the 2 sexy Café du Dome barmaids, even more than 5th Avenue or Rue des Commercants or Cine Paris. In Berlin I would like to go to King George and Caligula again, and see if there is any life left at all in the corpse of Stuttgarter Platz, Sissi, Monte Carlo and 77 (still the charm of really low-rent sex persists). Fat, out of shape girls, in really stylish surroundings and cheap prices still retains its carnal thrill.

Still the eternal mystery—where do all the men go in Berlin and Vienna?

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Still the eternal mystery—where do all the men go in Berlin and Vienna? The strip clubs of Munich are packed with men every night. 5th Avenue in Brussels is packed all day long with men, young & old. So where are these horny young or old men in Vienna or Berlin? I have to say, to answer my own question a little bit, the 4 porn cinemas of Vienna I have been to are quite well patronised. The ones that do not have ‘hostesses’ slightly more well-attended than those two that do.

At least Vienna has already trumped Munich

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At least Vienna has already trumped Munich, as it does have sex, and trumped Munich & Nuremberg as it has sex in a bar environment, AND has porn cinemas. No matter I drink too much to enjoy any of it. It makes me happy to know it is there. So readily available. But the drinking and drifting off into my own world is what it is all about, and is more important a pleasure than any of the others. If the drink wears off quickly enough to enable me to enjoy some sexual pleasure before I return to the hotel, that is a bonus. Complete numbness of the penis (even when fully erect), and indigestion, are the two prices I pay for my pleasure in this level of drinking. I want the massive beer goggles that it gives me.

Some people while away their hours in the Vienna coffeehouses

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Some people while away their hours in the Vienna coffeehouses. I while away my hours in the Vienna porn cinemas. Lazy, indolent, sensual, always a girl on hand when you want one. Of course this would not be allowed in London, which is why London is such a boring shithole, and a place only to work, to earn the money to get out of London at every opportunity. Once the cinemas all close at 10PM, you can stroll down to one of the night bars and have a piccolo with one of the Esmeraldas (perhaps 27 euros each glass), and if you are rich enough take her into a room for 100 euros for 20 minutes, or 200 for an hour! Obviously you would have to find someone pretty tempting to cough up these kind of prices.

I felt more turned on in the 2-3 weeks leading up to my Berlin trip than I have at any point during my 3 days here

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I felt more turned on in the 2-3 weeks leading up to my Berlin trip than I have at any point during my 3 days here; as is always the way. The Rosa Luxemburg sex kino cabins were the highlight so far. I enjoyed ——- in front of that screen more than I did actually being with Angelica in 77. The greatest nights of my life were always in porn cinemas, surrounded by other naked cocks. I look at the windows of the Villa Griesebach and imagine scenes of the most voluptuous debauchery going on behind each and every one of them. The double vodka is starting to take effect.
Berlin Oct 2011 (23)

Sex kinos are meant to be the speciality of Berlin but after two nights here I have still yet to go to one

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Sex kinos are meant to be the speciality of Berlin but after two nights here I have still yet to go to one. The technology of videokabins is even killing the sex kino. I will try Cascade and Monte Carlo tonight. Tonight I want to indulge in some prolonged and relentless self-pleasuring. You are on holiday. Relax. You don’t have to be back at work till next Monday.

I offer a guide to the world of strip clubs, brothels and porn cinemas from the point of view of a gentleman connoisseur—a sort of bosom Baedeker

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I offer a guide to the world of strip clubs, brothels and porn cinemas from the point of view of a gentleman connoisseur—a sort of bosom Baedeker. An unhealthy obsession with bosoms and buttocks has led me to a very rich life, and an expensive one. The “voluptuous sea of scented bosoms” claimed me at a very young age, and has never let me go. The other Esmeraldas who I nearly got involved with but ran away from at the last moment were Pamela, a young Swedish girl with gorgeously pretty face and big bosoms, Lela a Romanian with the most perfect bottom, and Olga, who was just massively voluptuous all over with a big cat’s face, like Master & Margarita, my sumptuous Siberian Cleopatra. That I have a mind completely bitten by the serpent of sex will by now have become apparent.