CELL PHONE NOISE “Ugh. Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. Three in the fucking morning. Every time. None of them sleep. What?” “Uh, hi. Aeroflot? I need a plane ticket. Preferably to Moscow, but Ukraine or Belarus will do, too. Whichever flight leaves first. I’m a Caviar-Level member.” “This isn’t Aeroflot, Manafort. You called Maggie Haberman.” “From … Continue reading Maggie Haberman’s Late Night Phone Calls Continue On With No Sign Of End