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the rendez-vous of the elite of Europe. It is a fine wide promenade along the beach lined with palm trees a fine drive & then a line of flash hotels - the Ruhl, the Savoy, & the Negresco are names of some of the finest. In front of each is fine winter garden with all the tables under big umbrellas & here the people sit & drink & chat & watch the world go by. One Sunday morning   we were there when the weather was particularly beautiful. Everyone was out on the promenade in their best - the ladies all swanking gaily coloured sun shades & soldiers in every uniform in the war. After a while when they get tired of parading they sit down on chairs provided on the walk & bask in the sun. It is a wonderful experience, one sees every nationality & hears nearly every European language spoken there but everyone can speak French. It is the champagne of   European conversation. I'll never forget that Sunday morning it was most interesting under delightful circumstances. The season (winter) was just closing & of course practically under

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