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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Louis Umfreville Wilkinson
[On the letterhead of the Hotel McAlpin, New York]
[Undated: circa July 1917?]
U—33!
'The Butterfly Net' [Moonchild] has arrived at last. I want you to be kind and read the MS. and tell me if it's hopeless.
I'm utterly miserable—lonely, ill, and penniless—but rather enjoying myself. Hope all's well your way. When do I see you? That would indeed be joy. I really miss you a lot.
ŕ tor,
ŕ prioí
A.C.
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