After much scrutinizing of maps, cycling of lanes and plodding of footpaths, I systematically narrowed down the options and eventually found myself lurking in a vineyard to the south of the Cité as a late summer afternoon turned to evening, pacing by the tripod, waiting for the light, savouring the view.
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