The pinched pallor of life on France's once suntanned, vitamin-enriched playground was reported last week by a correspondent who was for 15 years a chronicler of the international set. Janet Planner, the "Genét" of The New Yorker's polished Paris letters, told in that magazine the story of starvation on the Riviera.
From letters, refugees, returning friends and from the Fighting French, Miss Planner pieced together her picture of present-day Nice and Cannes, where "raggle-taggle" French gamble in the casinos for thumping stakes behind blackout curtains; of Monte Carlo, where Nazis go to...
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