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Donald Trump Is Hurt His Daughter Now Goes By “Ivanka Kushner”
In the gaudy living room of a gold-everything penthouse, Donald Trump threw extravagant parties that never failed to generate social intrigue.
Amidst lavish displays of narcissism adorning the hallways — including several life-size portraits of himself, counterfeit Time Magazine covers featuring his face, and a poster purporting to show the average human hand with the outline of a another, bigger hand next to it claiming to be the outline of Trump’s hand — the glasses of champagne flowed their waterfalls for his friends, if you could call them that, of new money New York wannabe aristocrats tipsily spilling their drinks talking to the Epstein girls they knew looked young but no one asked.
Amid the throngs of people, one figure stood out from the rest, and though his eyes meandered from woman to woman, they always returned to her — the young, captivating Ivanka.
She was his daughter, and when she was in the room he couldn’t hide his spellbound glances at her, betraying an unmistakable passion for the results of his long-term grooming work.
He had made the perfect daughter he thought often, and dominated conversations finding out who else agreed. He’d revel in the coaxed compliments he’d all but beg them to shower upon her character, intellect, and, most of all…
