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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Friday, 11 September 1931
“General Post.”
Karl [Karl Germer] came down to settle some trivial business—raged and cursed and masturbated. Right in front of Billy [Bertha Busch]. She was naturally very much upset. That filthy pimp is the limit: God send us a sane man to put the Great Work over!
Opus[1] 19. G∴W∴ [Great Work]. (So nervous, both, that it was hard to forget troubles at first).
1—Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.
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