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It was the big day. Every reporter worth his salt was going to be there. It was the first day of the new regime. Everyone was looking forward to it, interested to see a new leader with a refreshing persona in the round rotunda. Joe was beyond excited. It was his first very important assignment, and to be in the front row? He could hardly believe it himself!
He rushed through his shower, gulped coffee, practically choked on the hotel breakfast, but now he sat down in a chair and took deep breaths. This is it, he thought, my big break. After a few calming breaths, Joe donned his suit coat and grabbed his briefcase. He wanted to be early.
He walked into the press room, almost giddy with the thought he finally made it to the big time. He slowly sat in his assigned seat, and the lights flickered, indicating the object of interest would be arriving. A hush came over the chatty group and the side door opened with secret service men walking in. Joe reached for his notes. And in came the new idea, the fresh presence of government. Everyone in the room was shocked, jaws dropped, and cameras clicked away. Who would have thought this was the new choice?
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The Bag Lady 
Pray tell, who was it?
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