Oh those large carriage entrance doors, well at least some of them were. How beautiful they are. But then what in Paris doesn't inspire?  

  An elegant antique shop around the corner. That never seems to be open. Or maybe when it sees me coming it hides the key. The big picture windows tell a story of the things inside. Only a story since…

  Every Sunday the brocanteur who sets up on the corner takes out his wares: Theatrical costumes from the 1800 to 1900s. He bought the entire collection from a person who use to travel from opera house, to theatre, to…