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Aleister Crowley
Diary Entry
Wednesday, 9 November 1921
Exactly
as yesterday: BUT—
10.10 P.M. I took a brisk walk,
and virtue was rewarded by meeting Aurelio, one of the
loveliest types I ever saw—Alys,[1]
your luck has turned!
1—[Refers to
Crowley's feminine persona, Alys Cusack.]
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