"Maybe it was during the surprise storm in New York City. Or earlier, during the growing light of dawn in Xenia, Ohio. Or on a cold afternoon outside Independence Hall in Philadelphia.
Somewhere along the line, I realized that, in chasing the ghost of Abraham Lincoln, I was engaged in a marathon. It was exhausting."
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