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"Before
she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing against
the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being broken.
She hastily put down the bottle, saying to herself `That's quite
enough—I hope I shan't grow any more—As it is, I can't get
out at the door—I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so much!'" If you look
at this space through the eyes of Alice in Wonderland, the corridors
become your sleeves; you can see the ceiling over you and the
floor underneath your feet at the same time. The scene as a whole
turns into a giant eye;the shadows—eyelashes; and the window in
the background—a red pupil. . |
