Montmartre: Paris is closing
“I always liked leaning out of the balcony late at night to watch the barkeepers close up shop. It always seemed such a relaxed, satisfied process. Couples would walk slowly by, smoking and talking softly. Others would linger in doorways, shutters half closed, and pass a few more moments in idle chat before sealing the doors and drifting home. It is, to me, unmistakably Paris.”