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George is a successful executive for a French textile firm.
He visits Rodeo Drive once a quarter. We have been friends for almost thirty years.
Fashionably late as usual, here I am waiting for George:
When he arrives, it's always in style. Here we see my assistant, Mary Ann, by his car.
Laura, his wife, a self-made real estate tycoon in her own right, is the quintessential Parisian princess. They enjoy all the usual toys.
He confided in me recently that their marriage was experiencing some rough turbulence.
They were being more civil with their clients than with each other. They also mentioned the D word for the first time during a heated exchange. Only their love for their teenage son and daughter was keeping their marriage together.
They fell in love while strolling along Champs-
