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... le – inexistent – guest some more tea when he heard Miles’ words, and as soon as he spoke them, the Hatter’s hands froze, the black liquid that was supposed to be the main drink of that grotesque tea party overflowing from the tiny, pristine white porcelain cup.
The Hatter’s face turned immediately toward Miles, but it was not a quick motion. It felt to Miles as though the Hatter’s face moved frame by frame, countless of Miles’ face motioning from the first stage of movement to the last. ...
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