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Monte Carlo at night.
You who know the Riviera know well the scene. It never changes, the terrestrial paradise that is so near hell. The garish, noisy cafes, the expensive restaurants, full to overflowing with the smartest crowd in Europe, the myriad-coloured lights, the waving palms, the beds of sweet-smelling flowers, the well-dressed men, the pretty women in wonderful toilettes, and the centre of it all, the Casino with its red-carpeted steps, its wide portals, and its uniformed attendants. It was just before Carnival, and the place was crowded.