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Day 75: Down and Out in Cannes?
Was I holding court at the elegant Carlton Hotel tonight, a highball in one hand and a sidecar in another, watching as a tuxedo-ed Pierce Brosnan look-a-like leaned in to hang on my every word?
Close. It was a party of one on a bench on the Croisette just down from the Carlton with a takeout sandwich and a bottle of water from a favorite Lebanese stand near the Cannes train station. But hey, there were 10 minutes of fireworks above the bay at 10 p.m.!
I only had a few minutes in between investigative journalism opportunities.
Someone get me rewrite…
Ta,
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