The White House, shrouded in leaden clouds, evokes multifaceted feelings. Whether it's disquiet or tranquility, resonating with the sensation when you lie under a heavy, winter-warm blanket, while outside the window, a cold wind sings, swaying a lonely swing. Perhaps in this narrative, you'll find something personal. In any case, it won't leave you indifferent, whether to the plot, the color palette, or the writing techniques and tactics.