One June day I wound my way up a lush hillside in Simi Valley, California, where the fortieth president of the United States sat grinning at me from atop a horse. Ronald Reagan looked dapper and relaxed, his toned body a leathered green-brown. Somehow, his teeth gleamed white. How can a statue’s teeth look white? I wondered as I pulled my rental car into the packed parking lot. But if anyone’s…
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