In the north of Paris there are two hills, the one in the east called Buttes-Chaumont, and the other Montmartre. In Buttes-Chaumont, one will find a district explicitly called Belleville, beautiful town, and its history illustrates the holiday life of high society. On the hill of Montmartre, you will see grape farms and a yet rustic landscape. If you want to hear chansons, I can take you to Lapin Agile. In Montmartre, aside from the many artists and poets in residence, there's recently a growing presence of street hoodlums. They call them "apache" around here. The apache hang out on Rue de Belleville and let all loose. They're quick to bring out the blade, so you better mind them. Their namesake is the American Indian tribe Apache, but I don't think the original Apaches would appreciate that. You can see quite a few wine shops around here. Their horse carriages climb the steep slopes with giant barrels of wine that are carried down to the cellars by hand-cranked elevator. Inside the shop, the clerks bring some of it right up on another elevator and sell it across the counter. You can also get yourself a glass right there, and cheap, too. In this vicinity you'll see the house of the artist Utrillo, with its rose-colored walls, and the gallery where Van Gogh worked when he first arrived from Holland. They say that Picasso is painting a masterpiece now in this atelier called Bateau-Lavoir. It was long ago in the third century that Saint-Denis was beheaded on this hill. He apparently washed his severed head in the lake and walked 6 kilometers beyond the hill afterwards. And in 1811, comradeship against the establishment was born here, between soldiers who had just defeated the Prussians and farmers living on this hill. It was the founding of the Commune of Paris. The hill with such a rich history now prides the home of the new visual story-teller: the PathÄ Cinema Studio. You just might bump into a pretty actress around here, you know.