Orly le dimanche, New York on Monday
<p>I was on my feet all day. I strolled through Jardin de Luxembourg, took a final look at Pei’s pyramid, enjoyed a thoroughly decadent <em>1664</em> at a sidewalk brasserie — one does not, after all, drink IPA in France — then caught the OrlyBus.</p>
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<p>Start spreadin’ the news<br />
I’m leavin’ today</p>
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<p>All very smooth and convenient, except that OrlyBus is the one ticket in Paris you can’t buy online, all vending machines but one are out of order, there is a long queue of irritable tourists, the one remaining machine accepts only coins and Visa, and I hadn’t memorized that particular PIN. Irritable tourists became more irritable while I hunted for the number.</p>
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