`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.
`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she tried another question.  `What sort of people live about here?'
`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter:  and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare.  Visit either you like:  they're both mad.'
`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.' ...
 
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