Parisian streets

 One of the 🔉leading 🔉Parisian 🔉newspapers opens its New Year’s 🔉edition with an 🔉unexpected 🔉headline: “ 🔉Goodbye 1880 year – the year of 🔉poverty and 🔉impudicity”. Parisian streets are 🔉full of 🔉vagabonds and 🔉beggars, 🔉pickpockets and 🔉prostitutes. Of course, 🔉luxury 🔉carriages 🔉are driving 🔉along the 🔉same streets. 🔉However, newspapers 🔉mostly 🔉offer the readers not the stories about 🔉the rich, but the stories from the lives of the 🔉fallen. Rodolphe Salis 🔉decided to 🔉locate his Black Cat (Chat Noir) 🔉in Montmartre. At that time, it was a Parisian 🔉suburb, the 🔉countryside. 🔉Famous 🔉windmills 🔉towered 🔉here and there. 🔉Snack bars 🔉huddled 🔉on the edge of the 🔉vineyards. 🔉Curved, 🔉unpaved streets 🔉along which the 🔉peasants 🔉walked freely 🔉led to the top of the 🔉Sacre - Coeur . 🔉Pilgrims 🔉from distant places 🔉were coming in flocks to the 🔉basilica built just a few years ago 🔉at the sight of the 🔉massacre 🔉against the communards.