| The Christmas window displays of the nearby department stores are drawing huge crowds. Something is always happening in this jungle of lights and decorations. Right in the heart of this urban tumult is a Lodge... a haven of peace and comfort for city explorers. Outside, the last spectators are drifting out of the Folies Bergères, the night wrapping itself around them like a velvet mantle, the lights are fading... Paris is going to sleep. |