I’m not a curmudgeon, and La Fille ™ might even suggest that I’m a romantic. She might even chuckle at me suggesting this (although I just asked, and she said that I am! – when I’m not being practical.)
I find nothing romantic or endearing about this, the love locks fad that has collapsed the railings of famous bridges from Italia to France. In fact, I have evil and unfriendly words to say to those who think polluting and vandalizing public spaces is a metaphor for their everlasting love.
They’ve been removed from the Pont des Arts (where the weight of them collapsed the railingm and closed the bridge for a time) and will soon be removed from here as well. Good riddence, and a special place in Voltaire’s hell for those who contributed to this eyesore.