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		<title>A Slice of Old Paris at the Hotel Langlois</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2016 21:32:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There’s something weird going on with Paris hotels, I gradually concluded as I conducted the research for a place to stay for four September nights. At a certain price point of $300-ish per night, the aesthetic leaves classic Paris behind for something that would be more at home at South Beach circa turn of the millennium—flat shiny surfaces and purple neon lighting and pop art lead the way. It couldn’t be farther from what I am seeking out when I [&#8230;]
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		<title>The Decades Collide at Chez Jeannette</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sarah Stodola]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2015 02:17:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We Americans can never get over Parisians’ aptitude for a drifting hour spent sitting at a café, drinking, smoking, talking when the mood strikes, which is often. We want to do it, too, and we try, when we visit Paris. We forego everything that’s been reinforced in us since our school days about the straight line between hard work and self-worth. We try to put down our phones, and order our drinks and stare at these creatures who know how [&#8230;]
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