I am going to start posting some photos of how people interact with "their" press -- their newspaper or other printed publications. This fellow passed me on the quai in the Port of Nice, France, today, and I was struck by his finger-tip hold of the paper. I could not help but wonder if he had read anything yet, was savoring the thought of reading it soon, or hoping that not too much of the ink would come off on his fingers! It was only after I took the picture that I realized his walking, somewhat forlornly, off into the distance was so well matched with the speed limit there - 30. That is, indeed, the end of the story.