Today at the DBR: A word about something quaint called Café Society. When I bought Thierry Coudert’s heavy book on the subject, yesterday at the Museum, Ray Soleil cracked that there are only six old people still alive who know anything about it. He can’t have meant me — I’m the first to admit that I don’t know anything about it. There are just all these names in my head. The book will help me sort them out.

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