Trump's room for manuevering in the Russia probe is about as much as the room there is inside a matchbox.
If I were him, I'd gather all my "stuff" in a suit case, don some nice dark sun glasses and start hitch hiking towards Costa Rica! Don't tell anyone, not even Pence. Just "do it". Let it happen! One tip, "lose" the MAGA red cap, along with the boring, never-ending business blue suit & power red tie. Maybe a pancho, like the kind that Clint Eastwood wore in "A Fistful of Dollars", "For a Few Dollars More", and "The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly".
Just dream you're lucky and get on with it!
Cause the "alternative" is a certain prison sentence once Mueller & Stormy Daniels' attorney, Michael Avenatti, get done with your raggity ass! The money trail you've left over the last 3-decades is like the bread crumbs left behind in hantzel & gretel. Taking Mueller out of the equation, a 2-hour direct examination in a deposition by Michael Avenatti would be like being undressed in public!
In the alternative, take a cheap grey hound to Hollywood - the cheap section - and rent yourself a by-the-night "bungalow". Like in L.A. Confidential, you could drive around in a 1954 maroon mercury - slow-like - and just take on the affectation of an L.A. "gangster", loaded with $100-bills, giving "bimbos" rides to the beach for "parties"!
Man, just like Robinson Crusoe, you'd find the lifestyle much less "encumbering" and a whole lot more "engaging" after just a few months. Then you might start up a late-night, public access tv show - (like Alex Jones did in Texas 20-years back) - and wearing "disguise" - sit in front of a camera and "peddle" all your conspiracy shit to your heart's content!
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