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Correspondence from Carl de Vidal Hunt to Aleister Crowley
[EXTRACT]
[58 Bloomsbury Street,] [London]
[circa September 1928]
Nothing doing with [Jonathan] Cape. He says the MS. [The Confessions of Aleister Crowley] is a dangerous proposition. Too many libels. Suggests boiling it down to 12,000 [words] and publishing it privately in Paris.
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Most newspaper like you. They wonder why you didn't attack the Daily Express. I said you wouldn't think of suing a British journal. You're a friend of the newsboys, see?
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On the whole there is every reason to hope for an early success somehow! Your Net [Moonchild] is great but unpublishable. Owing to libellous characterizations throughout.
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