There was once a simple Frenchman named Hugo, who lived in Paris. He had no real home, but found shelter where he could. His only income was from the selling of rabbits, which he raised, and kept in a motley collection of cages and hutches he had built, and which were situated on a vacant lot in a poor section of the city.
One day a city official came by and noticed Hugo tending his rabbits, and, proud of his authority, told Hugo that he must remove his cages from the lot, which was city property. Hugo was in despair, having no place to move his rabbits, and told all his customers and friends of his plight. A local parish priest heard of his troubles and decided to help the poor man. He told Hugo that there was a blind alcove behind the cathedral where no one ever went, and which was pretty well hidden from view both from inside the building and from the street. “You could put your rabbits back there, no one would find them, and they would be sheltered from the cold wind,” he told Hugo.
So Hugo happily moved his rabbits to the new location, and was soon back on the street, selling the tasty meat to his regular customers. “Hugo, I saw that they made you clear all your cages off that city lot,” said the owner of one meat market. “We all thought you’d be out of business.” “Where are you keeping your rabbits?” “Oh,” said Hugo, “I’ve got a hutch back of Notre Dame."
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