Let's pretend, for a moment, that this place makes sense, which is a dreadful thing to want to do, I shall confess, because one simply shouldn't need to pretend a place is sane. It's quite a silly place, really, but there must be something here that makes everything better, or something marvelous to make it less frightening. I fear I may be a
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How's your head?
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It's quite sore still. The world spins much too fast when I stand and then I fall over. Even though the tea is dreadful, it is a comfort to know the floors will always be unforgivably hard.
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