In the Hôtel Georges V

It is an improbable fact that, much in the way Paris has become a second home to me, the Hôtel Georges V has been the living room in that home. When I first came to know it, I could barely have afforded a coffee in the bar but the edifice fascinated me regardless of my finances. I have come and gone from its comforts in different times and circumstances and always with the feeling that it is a place I understand and which understands me. You see, I am a people watcher, as are most

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