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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Thursday, 10 July 1941
[I Ching hexagram] 27.
Another day of really savage heat; canoeing before lunch perfectly gorgeous. Played happily in the troublous waters under the Weir.
Read a lot of O.W.
Rewrote my young Philippic against the Sullivan runyon(?).
Real sole for dinner at the Bear.
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