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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