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dark rabbit hole

day five 

1/5/2016

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Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, 'Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!'
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    Text by Lewis Carroll. Images by Rebecca Melenka. Doll by Takara. Happy Wonderings.

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  • The Grand Entrance
    • Curatorial Statement
  • Collections
    • The Museum of Wayward Girls >
      • Portrait Gallery
    • Absinthe Minded Artists
    • 3 Dozen Blythe
  • Experience Hub
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    • Absinthe & Anecdotes
    • Saturday Scribes Society
  • Archives
  • Curator's Notes
    • Blog