By Adam Hall
Someplace, at the back of the Iron Curtain, a best mystery venture may possibly swap the final word destiny of East and West Germany. it's code-named Operation Trumpeter. And it truly is now coming near near 0 hour -- whilst the Wall comes tumbling down.
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