The cameras look away when it matters most. A vice president serving turkey to tired soldiers, his practiced smile hiding a storm the microphones can’t catch. Every “thank you, sir” lands like a verdict he can’t escape. Because far from this base, nine justices are circling his name, ready to decide if his political lifeblood becomes a crime or a right. What he whispers here may never air—but what they write there could rewrite every future election, every campaign, every vo…

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