“But I don’t want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can’t help that," said the Cat: "we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad."
"How do you know I’m mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, or you wouldn’t have come here.”
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My Ideal Person:
Seeking obedient, imaginative and filthy candidates for training in the dark arts of submission, slavery and beyond.
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