December 12, 2014 at 02:53PM
By Deepak verma
Ceux qui suivent notre blogue depuis quelques temps sauront que j’ai un amour particulier pour les petites rues qui parsèment la ville. Ces rues, que l’on nomme Cités ou Villas, sont parfois privées et inaccessibles, mais à l’occasion partiellement ou toujours ouvertes.
Je vous offre aujourd’hui une collection de ces petites rues que j’ai découvertes au fil de mes balades… Évidemment, ce n’est pas une liste exhaustive mais cela vous donnera une bonne idée de ces rues un peu différentes.
Those who have been following our blog for some time know that I have a special love for the small streets that dot the city. These streets, which are called Cités or Villas, are sometimes private and inaccessible, but some are partially or always opened.
For today, here is a collection of these small streets that I discovered through my walks… Obviously, this isn’t an exhaustive list but it will give you a good…
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