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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Wednesday, 29 March 1944
[I Ching hexagram] 48.
Leo Senn brought me “The Mongolian Master & his Disciple”—vulgar & stupid, or course; but so pointless! And it might have been done so cleverly—and hurt! (?) As it is, it is null.
“They Got Me Covered” back—Rialto [Theatre]. Dashed off to see it: good as ever.
Leo Senn came in for chess 6-8.
Am forcing myself to do the only proper thing: to act, so far as possible, as if there were no raids at all. But that doesn’t solve the physical nervous problem.
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