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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Friday, 13 October 1939
[I Ching hexagram] 62.
Roberts rang up to tell me that he did not fuck Beryl. When a man tells me a thing once, I believe him: twice, I begin to have doubts: thrice, I know he is lying.
Opus[1] Jo [Blackley]. Au.
1—Crowley performs a magical sexual operation.
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