Jesse Ventura wakes up on another below-zero morning in St. Paul, Minn., and looks around the room.
Yep. He's still in the nine-bedroom, seven-fireplace Tudor mansion. He must still be the Governor.
What a week!
The man who used to drop people on their head for a living, and is now doing the same to the two-party system, puts on a pair of lime green Lycra shorts, a white T shirt and some New Balance sneakers. He still doesn't know what's behind every door of the sprawling three-story Governor's manse with the four-room kitchen, but he knows the gym is...
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