Rue Duris

This very street holds a secret, a story whispered through the ages. It’s the story of Rue Duris, a street that embodies the spirit of Paris, with a history as intriguing as its name. Rue Duris, tucked away in the 20th arrondissement, came alive around 1832. It wasn’t always grand boulevards and famous monuments. This street remembers a time when Belleville was a village, its paths evolving from dirt tracks to cobblestones. Rue Duris, you see, takes its name from a local landowner, a man whose legacy lives on in the very ground we tread. But Rue Duris holds more than just history; it holds stories within its very walls. At number 7, a family of artisans, the Jacobacci brothers, poured their hearts into crafting exquisite guitars and banjos. Their workshop, active from 1924 to 1994, was a haven for music lovers, their instruments carrying the street’s melody far and wide. Rue Duris also witnessed moments of courage and resilience, especially during a dark period in history. In 1942, at number 26, the Psankiewicz family found themselves facing the looming threat of persecution. The young daughters, hidden by their mother as whispers of roundups filled the air, narrowly escaped a terrible fate. Their story, a testament to bravery and luck, is woven into the fabric of this street. Rue Duris is a testament to the enduring spirit of Paris and its people.