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I noticed when Rolinka was entering my address and phone number into her iPod, she also entered my door code. This allowed her into the building hallway where she pressed the button next to the appropriate name on another display. A phone-like device rang in the apartment (mine is so loud, I jump every time) so I could confirm it was her and then I buzzed her into our courtyard. (This is not unique to Paris, of course. I also have this system at my condo in Houston.)
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