There are plenty of weird things all over Paris that, out of context (and/or understanding) make no sense. I'm sure they mean something to someone - but I captured some of the things that stood out to me as odd. 
This was in the neighborhood where I was staying, which is kind of upper class, semi-touristy - but of the time I was there, I only saw this in operation one night.Go Ahead,
(This is the actual name of the store.)
Hey Jerome, I like your style, as well as your last name, Mr. Commandeur.
In the Metro Station.
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