The smell of frying meat woke Huma from a night of uneasy dreams: hands peeling away from shadows, Senate...

  “What is it?” the hair asked. “I have no idea,” the hat replied. “But I don’t like it.” Donald had...

  The hat let out a chuckle that filled the Oval Office with a miasma of malicious glee. “What?” the...

“They will not cancel my rally,” Donald said. “I will not allow them to cancel my rally!” Pointing at the...

“I felsh powaful!” Nancy proclaimed through her lisp and frozen facial muscles and useless mask. “Like the...

Scenes from Le charme discret du magnat de l'immobilier “And I thought sheltering in place in the Oval Office...