I got up very early one Saturday morning and took the Metro to Clignacourt to the biggest flea market in the world--Marches aux Puches which means "Market of the Fleas". It was huge and a little intimidating----the makeshift stalls just went on and on and on. Then it started pouring hard, so hopped back on the Metro and headed south, but not before I found this tent full of wonderful posters and postcards. If you go, go with a friend and plan on staying all day.
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