ANTIBES, France -- Up, up, the long and winding road to the Hotel du Cap, the grand old dame squatting there on her rocky cliff, and with a flash of special-entry pass, a lone prole taxi (everyone else arrives by chauffeured Renault or speedboat) enters the heavily fortified and forested gardens ...

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