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As the plane landed, the familiar bony face, the hawk nose, the mustache, the Homburg, were framed in a cabin window. The plane, the President's Independence, rolled to a stop at the Military Air Transport Service terminal in Washington, and the most controversial figure in international politics came down the ramp. It was Christmas week, and the U.S. Secretary of State had flown in a few hours from snowy Brussels into the freezing pre-dawn of Washington. Still standing, in effect, between two continents, he shook hands with a greeter. How...
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