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Burke still didn’t fully grasp where all this was going. “Are you suggesting a city-wide riot?” he asked. “Or some local disturbance? I’m trying to get a fix on the dimension, so I can give you an accurate answer.” Dulles was growing impatient. “What could you do?” he snapped. “In what space of time, sir?” “While the conference is on. While we’re sitting with the Soviets. Say in the next two or three days.” It now dawned on the CIA officer exactly what Dulles wanted. Seven months earlier, East Berliners had marched through the streets asking for free elections and better living standards, and ...more
The Quiet Americans: Four CIA Spies at the Dawn of the Cold War—A Tragedy in Three Acts
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