I had been too lazy to go out sightseeing as of late, my camera slowly collecting dust. But then the flea market ("la brocante" in French) came to my neighborhood this weekend. Two blocks on foot seemed reasonable, so I went out to check it out.
I take this street everyday to go to work, and it's usually remarkably boring. It was a nice change to see all these people buzzing around.
They had some pretty neat (and expensive) stuff, like silverware and rare antiques. Leave it to the French to give even flea markets a touch of class.
By the way, the guy on the left isn't mad at me. It's just that Parisians set their face on mean/frozen when they're out. I think it's a self-defense mechanism they came up with in order to fend off potential smalltalk or questions from tourists. Needless to say, it's highly effective.
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