I started napping in France. Most days, I left the office at noon, walked to tiny park on the Rue Balzac, ate lunch, reclined on a bench, set a timer on my phone, and covered my face with a book or newspaper.
Over time, I’ve tried the espresso nap (drink an espresso right beforehand), the Salvador Dalí nap (hold a spoon while you’re nodding off, then wa…
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