I WENT TO A CAFE, THE STRANGEST I’D EVER SEEN, WHERE I EXPECTED THE MAD HATTER TO BE DRINKING GREAT BIG MARTINIS, INSTEAD OF TEA; ALICE WOULD BE THERE GETTING HERSELF PUNCH DRUNK. THE WORLD WOULD BE TURNED TOPSY TURVY IN THIS CAFE THAT LOOKS LIKE IT BELONGS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR.
