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The Alice in Wonderland restaurant in Tokyo, Japan. You go up an elevator and enter a small room with a giant Alice in Wonderland book. The Mad Hatter opens the first page, to reveal a long winding tunnel full of large book pages, clocks and maps. When you reach the restaurant, you are greeted by maids in blue Alice outfits. The menu opens to reveal a miniature room complete with working clock. I ordered card tortilla chips, rose spaghetti and themed drinks. 

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There is nothing more frustrating, and sometimes frightening, than feeling pain and not being able to describe or explain it to someone. It doesn’t matter if it’s physical pain or emotional pain. When we can’t find the right words to explain our painful experiences to others, we often feel alone and scared. Some of us may even feel anger or rage or act out. Eventually, many of us shut down and either live silently with the pain, or in cases where we can’t, accept someone else’s definition of what we are feeling simply out of the desperate need to find some remedy.
Brene Brown  (via wanduring)

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