At nearing 300 pounds in this corner, resembling an Oompa Loompa in lifts, with a cotton candy-esque coiffure, and leaning slightly forward, surrounded by lawyers instead of trainers ... The Teflon Don!
And in this corner, mumbling almost to himself, troubled to state complete sentences, appearing incapable of sensing the difference between stage direction and script on his teleprompt...
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