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Sitting here in McDonalds in Santa Ponsa, Mallorca, to have some internet access. It is lovely weather outside so I will soon go out in the sun. I have cooled myself with a Mango & Pina iced fruit smoothy so feeling quite fine! I guess it can compete with Paris, although I wish I was there as well. Two more entries for this year. Let's see what Janet Flanner says about... Isadora (1878-1927) "In the summer of 1926, like a ghost from the grave, Isadora Duncan began dancing again in Nice. Two decades before, her art, animated by her extraordinary public personality, came as close to founding an aesthetic renaissance as American morality would allow, and the provinces especially had a narrow escape. But in the postwar European years her body, whose Attic splendor once brought Greece to Kansas and Kalamazoo, was approaching its half-century mark. Her spirit was still green as a bay tree, but her flesh was worn, perhaps by the weight of laurels. She was the last of the tr...