Trump is forever saying the obvious, as though his perceptions were original or important. Frank Sinatra is a great entertainer. Trump boasts about demolishing adversaries, but his book produces more wet kisses than a synchronized swimmers' reunion. Ron Perelman is ''a great guy . . . At a critical juncture in debt renegotiation, Carl Icahn, the financier, not known as tenderhearted, has his foot on Trump's neck.
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The recounting concludes 20 pages later as he wings off to Las Vegas for the Mike Tyson-Evander Holyfield travesty. Even allowing for hyperbole, Trump makes things happen. And one has to admire how adroitly he plays his hand on the immense West Side project. The man combines imagination with muscle. If only he could keep his mouth shut.