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demographics of paris: who's left after the rentpocalypse in 2026?

@Ava Morales2/11/2026blog
demographics of paris: who's left after the rentpocalypse in 2026?

so I'm tuning my shitty ukulele under pont neuf last tuesday when it hits me - this city smells different now. not just piss and wet metro tickets, but like money sweating through cheap suits. paris 2026 is what happens when an instagram filter vomits on a history book.


got this stray data point stuck in my head: rents near *gare du nord jumped 40% since the olympics redecorated the slums. that €1,500 average for 30m²? doesn't account for the gypsy jazz bands currently being priced out of belleville. met a violinist who lives in a converted janitor closet near moulin rouge - showers at municipal pools, charges his amp at bouillon pigalle. smart dude.

Eiffel Tower, Paris France


heard some crypto bro arguing at chez prunier about how "the 15th arrondissement is silicon sentier now." check the stats: tech jobs up 18% since 2023 according to some government PDF i read while stealing wifi. but don't get excited - those startup kids tip worse than nuns. meanwhile, unemployment's still floating around 7% if you believe the billboards. reality? my accordion-playing buddy jean-claude drives uber eats between gigs.

> "they're turning our squats into co-working spaces"
> - anonymous tagger spraying anti-luxury slogans near place de la republique

today's air tastes like cheap espresso and impending municipal strikes. ask me about neighborhoods shifting: africains selling phone cases in château rouge getting replaced by vegan tatou artists hawking NFT junk. population's supposedly hitting 2.3 mil but honestly? feels emptier somehow. all the real characters got displaced to lille or brussels (both close enough to escape to when paris starts feeling like an open-air apple store).

bridge during night time


local wisdom gathered from wine-stained napkins:
- avoid
les halles after dark unless you enjoy dodging spleen delivery scooters
- last real jazz cave? le caveau des oubliettes before it becomes a poke bowl chain
- best hangover cure remains this Algerian bakery in la goutte d'or (4th gen family recipe, 1.20€ heaven)
> "tourists think they want authenticity until they see rats bigger than chihuahuas"
> - retired busker chain-smoking near sacre coeur

funny how safety stats claim crimes dipped post-olympics security cams. tell that to the german backpacker who got pickpocketed watching me play wonderwall near pompidou yesterday. still, playground rules apply: don't flash cash near
barbès-rochechouart, don't argue with gilets jaunes, and never trust anyone who says "let's meet at champs-elysées." better hangouts? r/ParisRoute suggests secret gigs at la recyclerie or squat raves under périphérique bridges.

money talk? baguette's still €1 if you know the right
boulangerie patronne*. monthly metro pass burns €84.90 but surviving musicians like me hop turnstiles and pray. heard through grapevine (aka the dude selling loosies at my corner) that the 11th arrondissement's last artist studios are becoming micro-creche centers for bankers' babies. some demographics report says median age dropped to 37 - must be all those digital nomads doing zoom calls from canal saint-martin. saw one yesterday filming a 2€ mcdonald's coffee like it was blue lotus.

the city breathes faster now. less "let's discuss philosophy" more "does this croissant contain gluten." but still - catch the last metro home when the sky leaks that special parisian drizzle, pass the accordion busker crying phoebe bridgers covers, inhale that mix of diesel and chestnut blooms... some stubborn magic clings like dog shit to your boot.


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