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Disneyland is presented as imaginary in order to make us believe that the rest is real.

Jean Baudrillard

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Jean Baudrillard
Age: 77 †
Born: 1929
Born: July 29
Died: 2007
Died: March 6
Anthropologist
Literary Critic
Philosopher
Photographer
Professor
Sociologist
Translator
Rheims
Ḻāṉ Pōtriyā
Disneyland
Presented
Imaginary
Rest
Order
Real
Believe
Make
Simulacrum

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