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“Everyone stand for Madam President,” is the call from the front of the room. Slowly, ever so gently, the throng of ladies, rise from their chairs. Their heads turn towards the door. Within seconds, a lady dressed impeccably, gracefully enters the room. Her long robe elegant, stylish, captivating. (continues) © Gary Dodd 2010 |
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