WASP-WAISTED
It took Franck about an hour to walk to Elegance's offices in the rue des Haudriettes on the fringes of the Marais. They were on
the ground floor of a building set back from the street, behind a gravel-filled, carefully raked, courtyard. A cluster of smokers were
out front, blowing into the air and holding their cigarettes as far from themselves as possible.