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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Monday, 8 November 1943
[I Ching hexagram] 17.
All sorts of queer incidents, plans altered & arrangements skew-whiff; but no final bault—except for the Eccles cakes. The worst of all! I starved—I starve. Split second stuff all over my smoking-jacket and knickers Hell!
[Air Raid] Alert 10 1/4.
10.18 Heavy fire.
Short burst R.[aiders] P.[assed] 10.44.
I think their idea is to dash in—one div—off.
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