Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Sunday, 24 January 1932

 

 

Nadia—fat old harlot—to lunch.

 

Also Christopher to tea. Hamilton [Gerald Hamilton] says I keep “open house”: it seems to me more like “maison close”.

     

Opus[1] 101 [vav] or Aur. (S.W. [Scarlet Woman—Bertha Busch] is not doing well. She doesn’t stick to the point.)

 

 

1—Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.

 

 

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