In Paris, they love to make you run all over town to do paperwork, and when you do 1/3 of the time you arrive at the right place during their (schitzo) open hours and are met with a sign like this. It says they are “exceptionally closed” except I see this sign about 1/3rd of the time, and about 1/3 they ask me to return again with more papers. When/if they do accept our paper we scream with joy and run to drink and make out along the banks of the seine or ride bikes with baguettes under our arms. That’s why you see so many people doing that here. It’s the paperwork.
And now you know why.