ASSIGNING Henry Kissinger the role of secret agent seems about as plausible as expecting Raquel Welch to stroll down Fifth Avenue in a bikini unrecognized. One of the most photographed men in public life, ostentatious companion of beautiful women, encumbered everywhere with a bodyguard and dogged by some of the nation's ablest reporters, President Nixon's national security chief by all odds ought to have difficulty even escaping to the men's room unnoticed. Yet in the latest of his TV spectaculars, Nixon revealed last week that...
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