DOWN a red-carpeted stairway came the two men, walking to a simple table beneath the giant gilt chandelier of the Kremlin's St. Vladimir Hall. Protocol aides laid blue and red leather folders before them. One of the men joked about the number of times he had to sign the documents. Then Richard Nixon and Leonid Brezhnev rose. Handshakes, champagne, toasts. With some variations, the scene had become familiar, even repetitive, by the time the summit ended.
The particular document signed and sealed with such pomp was the most notable in a series...
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