After the rumble and smoke from the Time Machine subsided, the master rubbed his eyes in wonderment to see his manservant Mikhail standing before him. “How did you get to the 18th century?” he asked. It was good luck, since he was tired and ready for tea. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
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His attorney’s latest scheme—a Time Machine—was far from his stupidest idea. In fact, by the time it arrived the master was convinced it could be “the Big One”—the answer to all his problems. But where—or when—to go? What was the golden age for masters? #TolstoysTalesofTrump
