Donald Trump’s life reads like a string of cliffhangers stitched into one relentless narrative. Shaped by a father who treated business like combat, he learned early that losing was unthinkable, but spectacle was essential. Manhattan gave him his stage, gold letters his armor. When the debt avalanche hit and his empire buckled, he didn’t just negotiate with bankers; he sold them on the mythology of his own name, turning personal notoriety into a corporate life raft.
