The Bièvre river
"At last she was out of the horrible cave!...
She found herself in an abandoned cabin, and the icy wind blew through its decrepit walls. A moment later she was outside, in a wasteland that sloped steeply toward the valley of the Bièvre.
The opaque black, the black of an underground tomb, was gone. Far away street lights glimmered. She was free! ...
She had one thought only: get away from the bandits... "
-- The Caporal by Lucien Victor-Meunier, 1909, shortened. For more extracts, please click. (In French)
Map of about 1900 / zoom
Quarries (please click and scroll down) protected the small houses by preventing heavy construction, and little has changed.
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On a Tuesday, Friday or Sunday morning, start at the market next to place d'Italie:
Stroll up the slope.
(On rue des Cinq-Diamants)
Imagine the residents knowing from the smoke, cries and firing
that the Versaillais soldiers are about to arrive. They climb up passage Barrault below...
The arrow is yellow because it shows a location, here the enemy's path. Red arrows show our own path.
Pass the seat of Les Amis de la Commune de Paris* with its mosaic of the rebels' famous general...
*Friends of the Commune of Paris
Place de la Commune
Turn back along the street of restaurants, cafés and very few cars...
"Book nest: take one and put another in its place."
Turn back to the crossroad. Look at the street you recently strolled up...
The towers will seem like science fiction
and you will be sorry to leave this peaceful haven.
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