THIS SPACE MEANT FOR ASSEMBLING TROOPS IS NOW A
NEIGHBORHOOD MARKET
There's room for double-parked trucks, parked cars on the other side of the street, ordinary traffic...
...and stands:
By noon, most of the homemade bread is gone.
"Marry me! Free cheese!"
"We're Auvergnats* for three generations!" *Auvergne, a rural region in central France |
Grass roots politics, usually on the left in this southeastern outskirt.
Plunge into "real Paris"
Then discover this market
where design meant for violence
brings joie de vivre.End of this section.
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