The back of the Sacre Coeur, where the local Parisians settle for lunch. The other side of the church is packed with tourists who enjoy taking selfies. Two separate worlds, typical of the French who are champions in choosing their individual path. Us and the rest.
It looks as if the Parisians created their own private park, where they open bottles of wine and play peacefully with their children. I identify with the little girl who is going off on a tour of inspection, just like me at that age.