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The room where it happened. One can almost imagine the conversations, the discussions, the arguments, and the heat. You can almost see and hear the ghosts of the past. I think of Ben Franklin's words:

"I have often looked at that picture behind the president without being able to tell whether it was rising or setting. But now at length I have the happiness to know that it is a rising and not a setting sun."