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He called his mother, Lucille, who was 94 years old. She had served in Army intelligence in World War II. He knew she hated Trump. “How can you work for that man?” she asked. “Ma, last time I checked, I work for the Constitution. I’ll go back and read it again.” “All right,” she said. “All right.”
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