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Stories of Paris: The man who could walk through walls

Hey everyone! How are you doing?

Somehow this week has gone so fast I can’t believe it! The man that my mum was seeing made some pretty awful comments about her and so she decided to end it – it’s definitely for the best. It’s a such a shame I can’t comfort her now I’m going away for a week, but I guess I’ll just have to be there for her when I return 🙂 Other than that, I’m honestly so excited to have a week away! I really need a nice break and it will be amazing to watch my best friend get married whilst we’re out there 😀 Hope you’re taking advantage of the summer holidays too?

I’ll stop rambling on now and get back to the post… here is a really interesting story I heard whilst roaming the streets of Montmartre in Paris…

The man who could walk through walls

On the last day, mum and I decided to explore Montmartre and the area around our hotel. Surprisingly enough we hadn’t had the chance up until this point and so wanted to see some beautiful non-tourist spots. The area of Montmartre is lovely and we soon found ourselves following a guided tour towards Sacre Coeur.

On the way up the hill you can find the famous Dutilleul a.k.a. the ‘passer-through-walls’. The guide started revealing a story about the office worker that developed the ability to walk through walls as his title suggests. The man grew up and lived in Montmartre, only to discover this ability at age fourty three. After seeing the doctor regarding his condition, Dutilleul was prescribed a strong medication and told to make his life more labour intensive – much to his disappointment. He refused the medication and kept his lifestyle reasonably inactive and relaxed, still with no inclination to use his talent.

A few months passed and Dutilleul became infuriated with a new manager at his work. By passing through brick walls, he finally decided to begin playing tricks on his manager’s mind; driving him into an early retirement and mental institute. It doesn’t stop there either – the office worker embarked on missions to rob banks and jewellery stores to make extra cash. He used red chalk to mark ‘The Lone Wolf’ on his crime scenes and then swiftly escape through the wall, making his work the talk of the town. However, this was not enough for Dutilleul; he enjoyed fame as much as his fortune. So one day, he ensured the police caught him and threw him into a cell. Little did they realise that he used his ability to frustrate his jailers and repeatedly escape.

The story ends with Dutilleul beginning to secretly date and fall in love with a married woman, whom her husband locked in her room every night. Thankfully, this did not stop the couple and Dutilleul used his power to visit his lover every night. Until one morning when he experienced a bad headache and took two pills from inside his bedside cabinet. His headache went away, but later that night a sudden resistance prevented him from walking through his lover’s door. The story recounts that the pills Dutilleul had in fact taken, were the ones the doctor prescribed many months ago. He realised his mistake far too late and slowly became trapped inside the wall, where he remains to this day.

Really hope you all enjoyed reading!

~Rose~

 

 

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11 thoughts on “Stories of Paris: The man who could walk through walls”

    1. Yeah, it’s honestly such a nice little area 😊 I wouldn’t have found our about it either, it was just pure luck that a guided tour was walking infront of us! Its near Rue Norvins, in the 18th arrondissement if you end up going back 😋 and thank you so much for reading it! Xx

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