Word: chateau
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...madness became wearying soon enough for Namo and I. Skin accustomed to the grey skies of Cambridge burns easily, and after a few successive nights the flashing lights and thumping bass of a disco make the club-hopper feel more like a soldier in the trenches at Chateau-Thierry in 1917 than a happy vacationer in Florida in the spring of 1978. After a while, the beer started to lose its tang, the rebel yells started to sound strained, and the blond, tanned 30-year-olds lounging at beachside bars started to look like desperate characters. The mirage was fading...
...message was clear: France's uneasy electorate, fed up with squabbling on the left, uncertain of the dimensions of Communist intentions, played safe. "I expected as much," said Giscard coolly, as he watched first-round returns from the presidential Chateau de Rambouillet, 34 miles from Paris, "I didn't speak Saturday night for nothing." He was referring to a persuasive election-eve address on national television. A victory for the deeply divided leftist parties could not ensure a stable government in France, he warned. Moreover, "though the French economy has improved, it is still very fragile. The shock...
...feel free to omit; humor should not be overdone (it is a bit too scarce in the last three-fourths of the book); testimonials work wonders (Ogilvy quotes verbatim an honorary degree citation awarded him by Adelphi University). The adman is now retired to a 37-bedroom medieval French chateau. There he continues to produce work that sounds less like a grand seigneur than a great copywriter: "How would you like to watch a Wall Creeper running up and down the apricot walls?" he writes. "You lunch in the garden in the shade of a seventeenth-century holly tree...
Somebody tell Bokassa he blew the Napoleonic bit when he imported Chateau Lafite and Chateau Mouton. The favorite wine of his hero was Chambertin, a Burgundy...
...first glance, Pharaon's soft features, barely disguised by a mustache and a tiny Vandyke, suggest that he is something of a sybarite. He travels by private jet, owns a chateau in France and once, rumor has it, dispatched a ship to Italy to pick up a pair of porcelain vases. Moreover, his tendency to leave many major decisions to others, combined with a rather offhand manner when discussing business and money, can sometimes leave the impression that he is a self-indulgent hobbyist rather than a hardened executive...