The answer, compliment of St. Boniface Cemetery, up around Ashland and Lawrence in the Andersonville neighborhood. Alice wants you to think you're going through a glass mirror, but on the other side, there's nothing but godforsaken stone and headless girls. Who the holy hell thought this tombstone would assuage anyone's feelings towards someone's dying? Welcome to the harvest, people. And remember what the dormouse said. Eat your head.
