Paris always seems to be inexorably associated with romance. Personally I struggle to view Paris as a romantic city in its entirety. It is a huge metropolis and, like so many others, full of stressed people going about their daily lives in a rush. The Parisians hardly have a reputation for friendliness either which rather takes the gloss off things. There is, however, one portion of the city that screams charm and romance. Montmartre transcends the urban sprawl and stands proudly above the rest of the city almost looking down in disdain.


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