Down the hall a stealthy step or two from the President's office, an aide ) wonders aloud, "Can the Gipper get back the old magic? That's the question." It happens to be the same question they ask a mile away at the Capitol end of Pennsylvania Avenue. Senators and Congressmen clear their throats, look over their shoulders and mutter that the emperor has no clothes now -- and with the threads went the magic. Nobody is quite certain of the answer, but the Washington world is clearly divided.
Enter the Gipper himself, half convalescent and half President, treading gingerly but gaining...
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