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Apologize for disturbing with a visit, thank for allowing him to bring his apologies.
He resides in Wonderland — the very place where instead of the laws of common sense, the laws of mad tea parties prevail. But no matter how much you dip a Breguet into tea, midnight will come sooner or later, if only to remind you: in Wonderland, even politeness can turn out to be just an illusion.
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A day in Wonderland smells of tea and burnt sugar.
You walk along the garden path. Somewhere behind the hedge, a pink bush giggles. In your pocket is a casino chip: it was found yesterday on an empty table after someone's game. Scarlet, heart-shaped. A funny little thing. You carry it with you just because.
A raven lands on the ledge opposite. Then another one. They silently gaze in your direction.
The air is warm, slightly cloying, as if someone has been brewing tea for a long time. Right out of the air, a huge creamy cake falls before you.
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