The Belly of Paris

Quartier Les Halles

À la minuit la vie commence ! Robert Doisneau, Les Halles la nuit

By degrees, as the fires of dawn rose higher and higher at the far end of rue Rambuteau, the mass of vegetation grows brighter and brighter, emerging more and more from the bluey gloom that clung to the ground. Salad herbs, cabbage-lettuce, endive and succory, with rich soil still clingi…

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