Streets of Paris

Sleepy ctreets, bustling streets, soothing streets, religious streets, laborious streets, lazy streets, feverish streets, each one has its personality, its character, its soul.
Saint-Germain-des-Pres. Over here agitation always reigns. Here everyone is in a hurry and speaks loudly. But right then you go on to the village of Passy where peace envelopes everyone and everything. Its peaceful residences on the pther side of the water, where the days follow each other without one noticing their passage. Choose a small cafe, a cozy table by the window or right in the street and watch the things go by...
A church. Notre-Dame de Lorette or Saint-Ferdinand? That woman in black, will she find there the words to ease her broken heart, that will convince her to carry on living? A steep street which leads directly to the Monmartre Basilique: the MartyrsÂ’ street.
Two steps away, a triangular square, calm like a village square: Gustave Toudouze Square in the 9th arrondissement. The “pigeon lady” throws her crumbs to her coooing public.
Les Halles yesterday, centre where the immense supplies necessary to feed this gargantuan called Paris were gathered. Today, an enormous commrecial and leisure centre with a montley, hurrying crowd, which in fact has returned it to its initial vocation: from the 12th century to the 16th century, it was the communal market of the king, situated in this place, spilling over with fabrics and jewels, the wonders of the industry of that time.