The city is dense; you'll never see every corner. The photo for now marks where I need to return: Saint-Étienne-du-Mont Church. We passed Hemingway’s first apartment. He lived here in the 1920s, newly married, newly poor, carrying stories in his pockets. joellemctigue.substack.com/p/tracing-sh...

Thank you for the follow, Joelle. Your work is impressive, as is the Hemingway story. Coincidentally, I happen to share a common ancestor with him (my g9 great grandfather).