[picture flickers--the Hatter sits at a table, staring at his moving hands, a number of pins in his teeth; some newly acquired fabric, thread, odds and ends lay by his elbows, a cheap, half-broken form behind him with a rich, finely made, fully pieced suit upon it]
It is a wonder, a puzzlement, how one can sleep in such a City--let alone survive
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From what I understand--it is a 'curse token'...to ward one away.
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I wonder precisely what sort of thing they are looking to hear.
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