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The Invisible Bridge: The Fall of Nixon and the Rise of Reagan

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Rick Perlstein
Rick Perlstein

Rick Perlstein is an American historian born in 1969. Known for his in-depth analysis of American politics and culture, Perlstein's work often focuses on the history and ideas of the United States from the mid-20th century to the modern era. more

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