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The old Paris on the hill of Montmartre


Some may know I live on Montmartre hill, that quartier that houses the Moulin Rouge and Amelie Poulin's café. I don't like them one bit. They've become too touristy for me. I love it the old way, the Paris that you see when you squint your eyes on a rainy day.

Happened that there was a marché d'antiquité nearby today, where families bring out their discarded heirlooms for sale at exasperating price, which made me all nostalgique (despite me being not at all of Parisian origin, or even French, maybe I've watched too many movies), so here're some photos that will hopefully bring you the same feeling.








As a bonus, here’s a photo of the Seine in that same melancholic mood


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