In Oslo, I believe at the city hall where they award the nobel prize laureates every year, on the wall are portraits of all of them from the first to the most recent. And you can travel from one end of the hall admiring all of these stately looking gentlemen (and a bit later on women as well). I'm sure you can imagine it, as one travels from photo to photo and you would see all of these old guys in suits looking very posh and proper, each with their heads either staring directly at you or at a 45 degree angle to the right - one after the other, exactly the same, they begin to blend together. Of course as "time goes by" the people in the portraits begin to get more relaxed, wearing less formal suits instead of the tuxedos of their predecessors, smiling a bit more often than frowning. But eventually, you get to one portrait that is just completely different from all the others. This portrait just catches your eye and doesn't let it go. This is Richard Feynman, with his head resting on an oak desk, perpendicular to the floor.
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