Parked between two other cars on the riverfront, left an old couple, she with rouge, earrings, glasses, dyed hair, he with glasses, gold watch on his right arm, holding on to the steering wheel of a gray 1.2 liter Peugeot. Slightly agitated arguing. To the right a creamy green Renault Twingo Alize with what appears to be a young couple. She on the cellphone, he picking his teeth, a chronograph watch on his left hand. She’s smiling into the phone. Both slightly bored. In front of me on the other side of the river, the castle of the Pope, when he was in Avignon, surrounded by a wall that is surrounded by tourist buses. I’m done with lunch.