Sorry, Natalie, but the flavor of the week this week at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue is man love.

For months, there have been whispers about the predilections and preferences of Donald Trump. He has repeatedly posted AI-generated images of himself surrounded by young muscular men with glistening torsos. He has often commented publicly on how manly and attractive athletes in his presence were.

None of this can have been easy on the president’s resident stalker, Ms. Harp, forced to transcribe or promote such views.

Could it be true, she must have wondered? After all, he does show a huge interest in directing and tastes that can only be described as, well, flamboyant.

His mentor, Roy Cohn, was gay. And let’s be honest, the last straight man to be so obsessed with a ballroom and its many chandeliers was… well, to be honest, there has probably never been another straight man obsessed with such things. (Not that there is anything wrong with that.)

But this week, all questions were answered, all doubts were put aside.

Donald Trump is a man in love.

You could tell by the fact that he became the first president in more than half a century to go to provide a personal Washington, D.C., airport welcome for a foreign political leader.

He did it even though the man he was welcoming, the apple of his eye, a man about whom he has never spoken an unflattering word, Chinese President Xi Jinping, has never shown him the same courtesy.

You could tell by the way that Trump waited for Xi to arrive, getting to the airport extra early so........

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