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By Mister and Miss Earth Paris

When Paris asleep, waking up in the air. The scaffolding is there, the old mesh building spotted for weeks. So tempting. Just go to spend the palisade at its peril, to climb to win attics or better directly from the rooftops. Climbing silently while curve, be wary of every step, talking in low voices, while economy of are times that a security guard down too zé Lé informer or a neighbor ...

Here, there is, on the rooftops of Paris, sneakers well bonded to zinc. It seeks its benchmarks, we discipline instinct and vertigo. Paris was there, asleep, piqued his great monuments proudly informed. It Arsènelupine as true rises Air on ridges galvanized, smoothing the handrail railings installed, eons ago, by workmen roofers. It whispers and it is reassures eyes p Shall specify planted left on the plate in darkness. Do not look right, where the vacuum gauge thirty or forty yards. We seek the path that will lead us on the ridge ar p which there shines a piece of town to the getaway. It squints, searching for the passage, the gutter or ledge, which leads to the balcony and Sper. A difficult passage? We encourage each other. Another hundred meters to trudge, leave left some way ed and there: The Place Vendome view of above.

is still lurking on the roof of 23, as in Apache hideout. Some tourists pistent clients of the Ritz, too few cars moving scratch yellow and red time to break our photo memories. We smile to know two roofs of the Ministry of Justice, or to those of the greatest jewelers. They're finally back after a rest of two hours to watch the city, feel its sky. It goes down as Fantômette, Fantomas, Cartridge or Lara Croft And each trip but its always on tiptoe. We pretended for the last time the vigil is climbing the fence. 's it, you're on the street. The debriefing is immediately Harrys Bar .

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tree stone

For Miss Earth Paris

Who wants to search for treasure is armed with his shovel from his pocket, and forward. Then came the digging around castles, old trees, cemeteries. In Paris, there is nevertheless a treasure that failed, instead of being holed up six feet underground ... spread on top of a staircase. Better still, this treasure is itself within a another treasure too long ignored: the tower John the Fearless. Attention record! It remains to date the only vestige of civil construction of the Middle Ages remaining in Paris.

We are in 1407. King Charles VI was suffering from insanity. Which may well succeed him? John the Fearless, Duke of Burgundy then, found a radical solution. He murdered the king's brother, the Duke of Orleans, and finds himself master of Paris. So what if civil war broke out soon after the news spread, between the Burgundians (supporters of the Duke of Burgundy) and the Armagnacs (supporters of the Duke of Orleans).

John the Fearless has no use and governs from the Hotel de Bourgogne in Paris. Yet something bothers him. As a feeling of incompleteness, a lack. He finally found it!

Four years later, in 1411, Parisians discover the tower ended without fear that John has just planted in his hotel as a symbol of his power. And for good reason: the tower dominates the Hotel de Bourgogne and probably all of Paris at the time.

As for the treasure in the treasure ... Within the tower, the staircase (a spiral staircase) is wound around a core stone, which ends on the branches with a petrified tree, cut on site. A unique masterpiece in France. A tree

? Or rather three intertwined: hops, symbol of John the Fearless. The oak tree, symbol of his father, Philip the Bold. Hawthorn, a symbol of his mother, Margaret of Flanders.

Much effort for little effect: in 1419, John the Fearless was assassinated by a shot too ... a coup d'Armagnac, of course.

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Paris Paris Pompidou Centre Pollen

By Mister from Paris

It's spring and you dream of a romantic overview of Paris. But the Earthwatch-Pirate you banned and even if you have no money for such equipped.
Paris Croque-Note you file the correct combination: Go to the quays of the Seine, Quai Conti example. Take politely a merchant of the Temple, a Tower (ist) Eiffel Made In China. Lay it gently on a snowdrift of pollen, female flower and leaf hairs fallen from the plane of the corner. Squat down, make the picture and presto, voila: Sea of clouds over Paris! Enjoy.

PS: less poetic but more interesting for people with allergies, read here .

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For Miss Earth ...

He scandalized Parisians. It amuses the tourists. It offers its square with acrobats. It offers its library to students. This same library stretch its queue over tens of meters of sidewalk. It shows his insides, exposes its pipes, displays thousands of visitors who are agitated in its transparent tubes as many red blood cells. In his belly, it houses the portrait of his father. A president who died prematurely, Georges Pompidou. We love it or hate it (the center as the president, although the president, we have kept a distant memory). Finally, you get used to. It blends into the decor, carving a niche with its appendages multicolored stones Hausmannian hollow. Some call Beaubourg, in memory of the past, in memory of Beau Bourg village in the 11th century they do not even remember. Besides, at this time already, the village, in fact unhealthy, and was ironically named because it was frequented by the mire of the population, thieves, prostitutes, muggers ... But who has been able to mention the theory of cyclical history?

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Gondola

By Mister from Paris

Last night, Andre Gallery Girard was proud its acronym GAGs.

Philippe Mougey and Jean Cabut expo inaugurated their "heads Gondolas, sculptures and lithographs. And curl, it warps, Rue Campagne-Premiere, among Danielle Delorme . Mougey Cabu and cut the ribbon, the band performs the Marseillaise, rest his soul, then we enter, funny communion in the belly of the presidential e where Chirac Babe, Sarkozy scares Bayrou pedal Laguillier hilarious Lepen Royal welcomes and terrifies.

Haaaa Mougey, sculptor resolutely to follow! Jean-François Duffau, his teacher modeling time not so far of Fine Arts, is there, herdsman of another age, in Justin Bridou but true and better. He has in his wallet a little dog disheveled Cesarine tribute to his 25 years with Compagnonage Caesar. Hugues Auffray not far seems whistle "Farewell, professor ...". Caesar farewell, hello Mougey. Across the street, in the annex of the gallery, De Gaulle , down the Champs Elysees, Concorde or without Arch Triumph. Vanitas, vanitatum . Soar Rue Campagne-Premiere, at 7, I tell you.

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Miraculous Medal

By Mister from Paris

The mystery of the Soviet medal included in the pavement of the avenue Denfert-Rochereau, had made it s 'remember, a great noise. After a thorough investigation, Paris Croque-Note is able to reveal the whole truth. In 2003, Suleiman, owner of a trade press last 15 years is in the fight against municipal project involves passing a bus lane on the sidewalk. It enjoys a renovatie thereof is to include the famous coin. An act of resistance, albeit modest, albeit passive, but miraculous because it was decided that the bus pass in the middle of the avenue, not stalls. It is a Russian tourist who has exchanged one day this medal against a coin Uzbek forgotten on his desk.

Suleiman stopped selling release last September, since it sells for less and less, but still the bookseller and stationer neighborhood. It crosses the regulars, but kids older priests, neighbors of the retirement home where Monsignor Lustiger ended his days. There is also the passage of tourists in shorts, looking for cheap books or others, failure of sudoku.

Suleiman, is Iranian political refugee. He now has dual nationality. There are over thirty years, after visits to England, Italy, Switzerland, he eventually chose France to prosecute, in Paris, his studies in urban planning but, he adds, for the sake of the Republic. He who had fled the regime of Shah for not being able to return to Iran after the Islamic revolution is a formidable chess player. My elder brother, says he, cham pion of Iran at the time was never able to beat me. Since then, Suleiman has dropped: The night I dreamed that more combinations and portions. I had to stop. I was going crazy. I once played against a guy. I said, show me the box where you want me to put Matt. He smiled at me dice fiery place and twelve strokes, it was dull!

Suleiman made small talk with his client, about culture but also everyday life, trying to win smiles, just to p Lais. However, if he happens to be away from his shop, the customer should pay what it takes. To this end, Suleiman, left his photo on the counter, just to remind you to always pay your debts. Otherwise, the stationer could be janissary ... Suleiman laughs, an old priest out of the 94 Avenue Denfert-Rochereau and a slow and without malice on the medal running, you know, it's beginning, Soviet, the miraculous.

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Beat campaign

By Mister from Paris

Cabu Mougey and will scour the country ... soundly. They'll fight in the 7 rue Campagne Premiere, André Girard Gallery. After tomorrow, April 12, opening of the exhibition "Heads of gondolas.

They will be there, and Mougey Cabu while son of Daumier, freedom in jumper and caricature in truth. I ls will couple as Segolene and Francois as Nicolas and Cécilia, a couple infernal fact, each week the beautiful pages of Charlie Hebdo (like other those of Paris-Match).

jubilant this exhibition is both the cruelty sculptures Mougey for shortcuts brilliant lithographs of Cabu. The actress Danielle Delorme laughs. His art gallery, dedicated to his father, the painter André Girard , begins to resemble a funny poll at a polling booth to freedom. For now, at 7, Rue Campagne Premiere, is activated and a tuning. We just put Sarkozy on display, gondola disturbing straight onto a lawn chair. He calls the barge. This is frankly sick.

"- a good sign and bodes well, fingers crossed the actress who would see a president to enter the Fifth Republic."

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Bridges of Paris

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By Mister and Miss Earth Paris

As sung Reggiani, "The Bride of Seine France , has hundreds of alliances, what are its bridges. Certainly, the bride would be well hooked finger. But her jewelry have the merit of being original and all cast in a mold or Garigliano différent.De Grenelle, National or Royal, named Mary or Alexander III, the bridges of Paris are struggling to carve a place in our memories. And for good reason. Who knows distinguish the bridge deck Tournelle Sully? The bridge of Arcola Bridge to Change? If you do, I congratulate you. But will you name the 37 bridges spanning the Seine in Paris? I'll let you think for this little ride.

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Doctor Jacky Chan

By Mister from Paris

Familiars Montparnasse necessarily have seen it once, the white elephant the strange Sisyphus. It crosses all right, all alone, day, night, windy, rain on the boulevards. He sometimes bottles at will by the obstinacy of its slow and often plays his time between buses and cars. Jacky Chan Doctor says he was physician in Cali fornia an initial purpose to save her from a strange Vietnamese mother. It was at the time of the fall of Saigon. Follows a curious fate for such a refugee in Paris, persecuted for twenty years by the electromagnetic attacks that throws him permanently to the FBI. He managed to flee the United States and France loves who opposes Bush. He managed to protect themselves as best they could attack wave FBI officials in his crash at Sharm el Sheikh but also that Concorde. His answer: a secret weapon stashed in his covered cart, like his shoes, white plastic bags. He pushes his preaching, his warning and loneliness on the boulevards, without respite.

Since he wanders through Paris, it was all stolen. There, they are FBI agents. Jackie wanted to learn French, had procured textbooks, but even that they have bitten him. That is why he speaks English to street traders and operators of restaurants that give water, food and plastic bags. Each visit should not exceed one to two minutes. Doctor Jackie Chan known, in fact, that the FBI is very quick to steal his business stashed in the Caddy abandoned. To those who gave him the room or ticket restaurant, he offers his life in exchange photocopied in broken French: A true story, writes tight. Doctor Jacky Chan said know all treat the body as â me: " When you have a problem, you can look at my huge problem and so you say it is rather small compared to mine. This will help you to be exceptionally strong, as I do in any situation, anywhere ". That night he sleep in the bus shelter at the foot of the Observatory . One way perhaps to avert his fate, that of being constantly monitored by the tiny cameras FBI agents. can leave messages for him at 60, boulevard du Montparnasse, the Capri Pizzeria . I like this type.

PS: A technical hazard, as they say, has caused an interruption of 48 hours in Paris Croque-Note. But everything is back to normal since noon. Our apologies. ;-)

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Peuplade

For Miss Earth Paris

And if Paris was a great village? Or so that members of tribes are trying to achieve. Peuplade ? Www.peuplade.fr or without "s" please. A website that contradicts those who claim that the web takes us away from each other.

Peuplade, Meetic is a little neighborhood. Do not worry, it's just a metaphor. We will not ask you to marry your baker or your PACS with the student's fifth, just to meet you. And it works! Last Wednesday, a motley crowd met Irene and Bernard In in the 17th, just to have a good time between next door neighbors, street, Borough. Stéphane, technical director of Tribe explains the concept of the website. Open your ears, a neighbor may be trying to get in touch with you ...

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In Bed With Charles Pigeon

By Mister from Paris

Here's grave, the desire to kitsch, in a corner of the Montparnasse cemetery. The spouses are to Pigeon beds dressed. Ms. Pigeon, high ceilings with full lights of Paris, who knows what awaits. Mr. Pigeon him, meditating over his notes. A pretentious eve angel on marital boredom. What may well be symbolic of this fun cenotaph? Ms. Pigeon dissatisfied she expects a hug from a Mr Pigeon preferring a rhyming muse tease though uncertain? Night falls, going to eat and I hear them here, the Pigeon, grumble. Making love in the dark do more entertaining, for sure. They need something new, there immediately. Invent something to sleep in the book Mr. Pigeon, a cooing modern, chili late twentieth century.

- An idea quickly, Charles, the impatient whispers to her inventor husband, quickly.

Neither one, nor two, in the dark Room, griffins Mr. Pigeon, all eyes crinkled at the edge of the white cane. The night is on them, too thick comforter.

And so and why was invented Pigeon Lamp , inexplosive warranty. To read in bed or maybe more. The paraffin lamp, a domestic farce, a commercial success, the story of unacknowledged bedside of our grandmothers.