Not to freak out the freedom fries crowd, but it has to be said: Everything is prettier in France. Seriously. We have election squabbles a year before voting booths open; they have who-knows-how-many glorious revolutions every 100 years. We live in our offices; they get mandatory 35-hour workweeks and five weeks of vacation. We have grind-and-go strip clubs; they have elaborate cabarets where women cultivate artistry with every swing of the pole. On... More >>>