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DESERT SONG: PALM SPRINGS

It has been a while since my last visit to Palm Springs, California. In the late 1990s a group of friends would travel to this idyllic desert community from Los Angeles for the holidays. It is about 110 miles from Hollywood, and we were drawn there by the old-school Rat Pack flair, the pedigree modernist architecture, the resale shops filled with fifties and sixties furnishings, and designer thrift deposited by East Coast snowbirds escaping the cold for warmer climates. There were not many cool places to stay, and the food was more shtick than savoury.

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